So it seems our little Throwback Three Line Thursday is a lovely addition to the blog here at Ink In Thirds. I would like to encourage you to spread the word and enter weekly. I will be including some of the poems from the weekly contributions in upcoming issues of Ink In Thirds Magazine, so if you’d like a chance to be published participate weekly. Also if you have a Twitter handle include it below your submission. Happy writing!
If you don’t know what TLT is all about here are the cliff notes:
- Write something that will move us! Inspired by the photo above.
- Brevity is key.
- What can you say, convey, express in only three lines? Can you paint a visual picture with only words? Tell an entire story that begs to be read? Use your imagination.
- No titles. Let’s keep it about the words.
- 10 words max per line. 3 lines.
- Post your poem in the comments and comment on others. Have fun!
This week’s prompt: Roads
All photography used for TLT purposes is licensed under Creative Commons Zero images.
Love and Ink,
Grace Black
Going back in time
Unforgiveness
Am I travelling the same road again?
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carried from
mist adventure
in a fug
*Haiku
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I wandered aimlessly through mists of reason
Climbed uncrossed paths behind lost moments
Walked destiny miles on wisdom road to peaceful life
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Misted memory forgets familiar paths
Sees life’s journey almost done
Comprehends only the end of the road
@el_Stevie
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my psychosis is foggy, but I somehow saw you.
your timorous voice called me into the obscure
we disintegrate as I float fervently into the blur
@brie_kali
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Love this!
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Thanks Lisa :-)
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Never envy the driver who goes smooth and far
For no fun, fright, or thrill has ever been found
In the standstill traffic of a multilane highway
@zenandpi
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the future is paved for us
and so we have no choice
but to travel into the fog
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Grey, cold mists, and I’m dawdling;
a fool, giving the sunshine
more chance to be there waiting for me.
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In life, we forget –
Twisted roads are lovelier
Get there in the end
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They are – much lovelier!
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They take people away, roads, to places that aren’t here.
Perhaps one day
they’ll bring to me a person who isn’t there.
@ewanandsmith
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