Friday, 4 April 2014

Advice from the North

Today's challenge is to write a lune, which here means three words, then five, then three. I felt a bit out of my depth here and maybe I was a bit ambitious with the style but I've given it a go.



Advice from the North



chin up, kid
we can all break down
wipe yer face

you ent alone
we'll shore you up with
pats on back

ah know sometimes
it feels like all's wrong
hold fast kid

there's other paths
to tread, to get from
there to here

ah know you
there's nowt yer can't do
with that noggin

so steady now
just look to the morrow
plant yer feet


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