
It starts as a trickling stream
flooding into a swampy mire
hatred thick with lava fire
growing turmoil in the unseen
flooding into a swampy mire
it starts as a trickling stream
It starts a whisper of song
a hopeful, budding melody
love's verses growing free
at the chorus, we join along
a hopeful, budding melody
it starts as a whisper of song
I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt. This week’s prompt was provided by Sadje:
- Form: Biolet
- Theme: Love/Hate
Biolet?
The Biolet is a six line poem; the first two lines are repeated as the last two lines, however in reverse.
The rhyme scheme can be expressed as ABbaBA (with the capital letters representing the repeated lines).
The length of the lines can be in iambic tetrameter (8 syllables), iambic pentameter (10 syllables), iambic hexameter (12 syllables), or in unmetered lines of random lengths.

This is so beautiful 🤩
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Thank you! And thanks for the wonderful prompt!
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It’s my pleasure. 😇
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wow, I agree with Sadje – beautiful is exactly right, Sarah!
and I just love the contrast that you’ve drawn here. perfection, really.
~David
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Thank you, David! It was an intriguing prompt!
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hi, Sarah❣️
Just letting you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Punam, is now live:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2024/07/31/w3-prompt-118-weave-written-weekly/
Enjoy 😁
Much love,
David
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Yay! Thanks, David!
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🤗
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You’ve definitely made the second more pleasant than the first.😆
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Hah, thanks, Melissa! 😁
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