Easy summer breeze
You’re fooled by the book’s cover
A storm brews inside
It circles round the edges
Looking for weakness
The smile on my face falters
One jab too many
A hurricane untethered
Threatens through broadening cracks
W3 Prompt #155: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Ooko, prompts us to: “Write a poem that gives voice to what is usually left unsaid — a buried truth, a silenced voice, a hidden struggle, or the quiet ache of the heart.”
TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 8 hosted by Selma – “write poetry that portrays movement.”
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Whoa, my friend—this went from hammock vibes to emotional demolition real quick. That’s not just a breeze; that’s Mother Nature flipping the table. Stay strong—may your smile find a safety latch and your peace some storm insurance.
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Thank you, Mr. Philo. 😊
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Welcome my friend.
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Things are definitely not always what they seem…(K)
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Thank you, Kerfe. 😊
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Nicely done. I think we share a few less than admirable qualities….
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Thank you, Violet. 😊
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may the jabs stop coming. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you, Selma! 😊
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Jenn, this feels raw and powerful. I love how the calm surface gives way to something deeply unsettled—totally drew me in.
~David
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Thank you, David! 😊
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🤗 🤗 🤗
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hi, Jenn 🙃
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Carol Anne is now live:
Enjoy❣️
Much love,
David
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I know this feeling 💜💜💜
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Thank you, Willow! 😊
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