A Well-Chewed Pencil

Hello there. I've struggled a bit with today's idea to write a Terza rima - a particular type of rhyming verse. I'm finding I'm not too keen on being restricted by form and syllables but a challenge is a challenge and it's the taking part that counts etc. etc.

A Shoot-Up

It's not like spring when it appears to me
no slow unfurl or inch up to the light
but more the geyser I that time did see

attacked the sky with all its flaming might
unbid and unexpected the report
of joyful noise and burst of zeal so bright

I hope my unfurling is not so short.




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