
Ripples in dark water
tasting wood’s groovy edges
pulling limbs in farther
past grassy trail ledges
through heathered shadows
under muddied reflections
hear the frogs croak and bellow
hear the echo’s misdirection
I’m responding to another W3 prompt today, hosted by David at The Skeptic’s Kaddish. The criteria this week was provided by Kunjal at Duo Disseminators, whose poem “Rain”, you can read here. This week’s guidelines are as follows:
- Your poem must be no more than 16 lines;
- It must include the word ‘groovy’
My mind immediately goes to Scooby Doo when I hear the word “groovy”, which left me at a loss when I first glanced at the prompt. Then, browsing through some old photos (which is how I often start my poetry writing process), I came across this one of a flooded area not too far from us, and inspiration struck– I didn’t even have to call Shaggy and the gang for help!
Very good take
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Thank you! 🙂
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My pleasure
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I love that last line!! “hear the echo’s misdirection” seems to tie it all together and is a perfect ending!!
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Thank you! 🙂
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heheheheh! I love that cartoon!
It’s so interesting where prompt words take us, isn’t it?
I think this piece is groovy to perfection, Sarah!
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Thanks, David!
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Sarah, this week’s W3 is now live ~ we’d love to have you join in!
https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/06/29/w3-prompt-9-weave-written-weekly/
Much love,
David
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