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The Poetic City 1 #poetry #citypoems #urbanweird #iambictetrameter #poetrycommunity #poems #writersofinstagram

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How Did Heidi Klum Become Medusa for Halloween? (Hint: It Took Six Months) “Medusa stood out to me as truly iconic—mysterious yet ferocious," Klum tells Vogue of crafting her Halloween costume this year.

So much for those insuréd legs

Behind cold scales they sweetly Heid

Encostumed, golden scaléd pegs

For grisly visage, maws a-wide

#Halloween #costume #HeidiKlum #poetry #poem #GreekMythology #IambicTetrameter #rhyme

www.vogue.com/article/heid...

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I designed the background in Canva (no AI) to look vaguely like mossy forest and a path, using Canva stock images and tools.

The text is plain and white, except the first instance of the word 'hope', which is bright, light yellow and in cursive font.

The text reads:

I wrapp'd a blind over my eyes 
and felt along the path of green;
when suddenly, to my surprise -
my fingers sens'd some hope between
a rock and log, enmesh'd in moss.

So fluster'd by this hope was I,
I tripp'd and fell, my phone I lost.
I sat, forgetting with a sigh,
the reason for this venture took.

So precious hope is in this age,
I reach'd back into that small nook
in desp'rate quest to re-assuage
my notion found by startling chance,
that somehow broke expected mould.

My urges grew to sneak a glance
until my blind I did unfold.

Just green I saw surrounding me,
in shade so deep of eldest tree.

Sat deep in shade of eldest tree

I could not find a guarantee...

By Fiery Sun Song Fluxofmind.ca

I designed the background in Canva (no AI) to look vaguely like mossy forest and a path, using Canva stock images and tools. The text is plain and white, except the first instance of the word 'hope', which is bright, light yellow and in cursive font. The text reads: I wrapp'd a blind over my eyes and felt along the path of green; when suddenly, to my surprise - my fingers sens'd some hope between a rock and log, enmesh'd in moss. So fluster'd by this hope was I, I tripp'd and fell, my phone I lost. I sat, forgetting with a sigh, the reason for this venture took. So precious hope is in this age, I reach'd back into that small nook in desp'rate quest to re-assuage my notion found by startling chance, that somehow broke expected mould. My urges grew to sneak a glance until my blind I did unfold. Just green I saw surrounding me, in shade so deep of eldest tree. Sat deep in shade of eldest tree I could not find a guarantee... By Fiery Sun Song Fluxofmind.ca

When reaching into a #HiddenRecess I found something #BreakingTheMould but with no solid guarantees..

@karenpgonzalez.bsky.social @alanparrywriter.co.uk #TheBrokenSpine #IambicTetrameter
#OurPoetryX @ourpoetryx.bsky.social #Poetry #Hope

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THE BEGGAR

#poetry #poem #elegy #night #lonely #cold #IrregularMeter #IambicTetrameter #AnapaesticTetrameter #iambic #anapaest #tetrameter #love

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