May your life have poetry and your poetry, life…
Three Line Thursday remains 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.
- DO NOT include the prompt word.
- 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: Ride
All photography used for TLT purposes is licensed under Creative Commons Zero images.
Love and Ink,
Grace Black
You’ve been waiting for me
While I was busy losing myself
But now I’m ready. Ready for you.
@ATinchini
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She settled for being driven—watched the scenery fly by.
It wasn’t the same as those long summer nights, when
she drove through dusk, radio on—moving to forget.
@feclarkart
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I’ve worked the high wire,
I had a spell on the trapeze,
Now it’s a supermarket trolley.
@steveweave71
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for now, there is waiting
I can almost hear the seconds
braking against time’s advance
@LisaSticePoet
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Love this!
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Thank you <3
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The country drowns in asphalt
Swallowed by the greed of invention
Everyone seems to be in a a hurry
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Parked, I watch
knowing full well
you’ll never show.
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The beginning of everything was present that day:
while clearing the pantry, a horse neighed
close by
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reflections
how they hurry past
oh how I run away
@firdausp
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This simple life does not journey along
The smooth interstates but along bumpy
Back roads – and I hang on, laughing
@candace_kubinec
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