labor
on holiday…
celebrate those who toil
lifeblood, bone, and sinew feasting
on scraps from the table
~kat
(Pensee – A syllabic form. No meter specified. No rhyme. Syllabic count 2-4-7-8-6;
line 1 is the subject;
line 2 gives description;
line 3, action;
line 4, the setting;
line 5, final thought.)
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September 3rd, 2018 at 9:05 am
Great poem, love that photo, my sister in law has a 3d version in her toilet 😀
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September 3rd, 2018 at 11:37 am
I love that photo too. So emblematic of our Industrial Age. 😊
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September 3rd, 2018 at 11:42 am
Yes it screams History! My sister in law means no slur by hanging it in her toilet it looks perfect there 💜💜
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September 3rd, 2018 at 1:16 pm
I get it! 😊
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September 3rd, 2018 at 1:47 pm
😁
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