cleave
my dears
to all things
good, lovely, true,
averse to the lies
of gutless fools intent
on arousing fear, stoking hate,
for their disdain and self loathing
belongs in the boneyard forever
quiet, silenced by our better angels
~kat
An Etheree this week for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, Synonyms Only, Prompt words: Afraid: gutless, aroused, averse, and Grave, boneyard, cleave, quiet.
November 2nd, 2018 at 1:11 pm
This is so lovely Kat, well done 💜🌹
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November 2nd, 2018 at 1:52 pm
Thank you! I love this form!
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November 2nd, 2018 at 2:13 pm
Amen! 😇😎🥀
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November 2nd, 2018 at 3:52 pm
Brava Kat! Concise and true. 🙂
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November 2nd, 2018 at 3:55 pm
Thanks so much. Sending hopeful energy into the universe. ❤️
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November 2nd, 2018 at 7:09 pm
Me too Kat! ❤
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November 5th, 2018 at 2:05 am
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