The poetry form chosen is Blood Quill.
Two stanzas of six lines each – Syllables 6-6-9-6-6-9 – Rhyme abcabc defdef
a dance of merriment to please parched minds and soul seeking relief from scorched earth and sun -it's only a statement we are alive and whole -connected to share, we all are one strength revels in itself we celebrate power elated - we don't see where it goes those weapons on the shelf -parched souls face a shower of scorched egos, from the sky it flows
WOW. That’s brilliant, Reena.
-David
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Thank you so much, David!
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Such clever depth in this Reena. The blood quill form has a blockbuster name and syllable count.
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Thank you so much, Jude!
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A pleasure.
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Beautiful, Reena!
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Thank you!
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Perfect poetry Reena đź’śđź’ś
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Thank you, Willow!
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You always excell Reena.
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Your compliment means a lot. Thank you!
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đź’śđź’ś
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Great poem, Reena! I love the alliteration and your use of the word “parched.” 🙂
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Thank you, Yvette!
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Excellent poetry, Reena. You’ve made such a powerful statement. ❤ LOVE it!
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Thanks, Colleen!
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So very apt for the world today, Reena.
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Thank you, Franci!
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My pleasure, Reena!
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