Squeaking in today’s poem before it’s tomorrow. Kept myself very busy the Easter day, with cooking and hunting eggs with my kids, which was a nice respite from the heaviness of the world. I tried to combine prompts again today, mixing the Poetic Asides call for a “spirit” poem with the NaPoWriMocall to write a triolet. I find form poetry, especially any that rhymes, to be extremely challenging, and this was no exception.

eidolon

spirits are closest and dusk or at dawn

transitioning sun opens up inner light

thoughts attuned to what’s here, not what’s gone

spirits are closest and dusk or at dawn

asking us gently to keep holding on

believing beyond what’s in sight

spirits are closest and dusk or at dawn

transitioning sun opens up inner light

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