This funky little poem-dance is a creation of our own making here at dVerse, and it’s as easy as a sharp 1-2 punch:
1) We provide a word – sharp
2) You include that word in a poem of precisely 44 words.
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Like thorns pointed and sharp
His words slashed at her heart
Like blood dripping on her breast
Soaking, in every sentence
Like a nightmare she suffered
An initial dream dismantled
Like being buried alive
She suddenly felt suffocated
Like a faded rose, she crumpled.
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Quadrille #197: Look Sharp, Now! (Let’s write a poem.)
This was deep C! Loved it! ❤
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Words can be so devastating, especially from those you trust, strong stuff.
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A very moving poem
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This made me catch my breath at the end. Verbal abuse is no joke. You really capture the feeling here.
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Wow… super dark…
~David
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Sometimes I go there ☺️
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Oh, man. I was in it with her. Well done.
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Thanks!
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