This mimicks a reconstruction
Conversation
Within her head
Ought to have saidOut in the ether were her words
Like flying birds
Seeing just pain
Now her domainJumbled words were all she had then
No scroll, no pen
The fear set in
Words, trapped within
©Vivian Zems
(#Minute Poem)
Micropoetry Month 24/30~ Minute Poem
A minute poem has 12 lines of 60 syllables broken into in 3 stanzas, following the 8/4/4/4 syllable pattern and the aabb/ ccdd/ eeff/ rhyme scheme.
Smell The Coffee 
November 24, 2017 at 11:00 pm
Well done! You make it look so easy…
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November 26, 2017 at 6:10 pm
Thank you! Ha! 😄 – I wish it was😊
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November 24, 2017 at 11:58 pm
This is lovely Vivian.. jumbled words in the ether that ought to have been said! Thanks for sharing with Micropoetry Month!
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November 26, 2017 at 6:12 pm
You summarised it beautifully !
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November 25, 2017 at 7:08 am
Good one! 🙂
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November 25, 2017 at 3:02 pm
Thank you! 😊
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November 25, 2017 at 2:06 pm
Another excellent piece! You are writing so many different forms now 🙂 ❤
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November 25, 2017 at 3:02 pm
Thanks, Walt! I love to challenge myself😄
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