Cinquain – Love
Sometimes
it is enough
to give only your love;
love can expire before it is
returned.
2021©DSCoremans
Today is the third Quarter Crazy Marathon of 2021.
The Quarter Crazy is a twelve hour writing event where writers from all around the world write one poem per hour using a prompt uploaded hourly to the Quarter Crazy Facebook group as inspiration for their poems. The event is more than just a writing experience, yes at the end of the day participating poets will have twelve brand new poems to take pride in; but for many of us, taking part is an opportunity to network with a number of like-minded individuals. By reading, writing and commenting on the other poets work during and after the marathon we as poets grow and learn from one another as much as we do from our own writing. Writing is not a right for only the elite few deemed successful by society and sales figures; writing is a intrinsically, profound experience that all of us should embrace and events like the Quarter Crazy remind us that we are all together in this world and that the only barriers that we face in life are those that we hold within ourselves. Join the Quarter Crazy group and the Quarter Crazy Marathon public page on Facebook to stay up to date with the events that run quarterly throughout the year. Join us for the last Marathon of the year later in the year, read and comment on today’s poems if you join the group to show the brave participants who have shared their work that you have enjoyed their writing and help them celebrate the achievement of taking part in this amazing creative event.
Triolet – My Love
Forget my love;
I have done so,
just not enough.
Forget my love.
Push came to shove,
I tried to grow.
Forget my love;
I have done so.
2021©DSCoremans
Hour 3
Why do love songs always inspire such sadness within me. I can never seem to write about love without channelling heartbreak. The transient nature of love and life never seem to offer us enough time to appreciate what we have before it is gone.
The grass is always greener.
Sonnet – Mistaken Love
It must have been wild; our time together
spent in our isolated company.
Our song an unfinished symphony;
a life outside, regardless of weather.
And though my skin should have turned to leather
it still hurts when your harsh words come for me.
I must have dreamt that you had run from me
before choosing that our cords must sever.
The heart wants what the heart will always want
more time to feel the love that we had shared;
but I know now that it was never there.
You are but a memory now, you haunt
all the ways in which I tried to care.
You took the love I gave, I know not where.
2021©DSCoremans
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To see the prompts and the poems written during this hour join the Quarter Crazy group page on Facebook.
Senryu – Over
Over; long ended,
several goodbyes aren’t enough
but all we may get.
2021©DSCoremans
Happy Writing. Stay Safe. Stay Distracted.
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