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: Leaf
All photography used for TLT purposes is licensed under Creative Commons Zero images.
Love and Ink,
Grace Black
Silent forms together huddled lie,
Victims of cruel Autumn’s vengeance,
Mourned only by the tears of the watching sky.
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It was the last one, clinging
stubbornly to a bare branch
Until the wind blew through and it could fly
@candace_kubinec
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soaked by night
so still this morn
these trees, my life
@firdausp
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Lovely
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Thank you 😊
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Time shows itself in the lines around your eyes
Stories traverse veins beneath fragile skin
I see you quietly now, listening for color to fade
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Welcome back, Susan. Creating still more beauty with every stroke of your pen. Wish you many blessings.
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Thank you, my friend! Your support and kindness mean so much to me! I missed you last week! I thought I would be gone for a while, but I seem to have risen more quickly than I expected!
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Sooo good that you are back and even sooner than you hoped. Yaaay!
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That’s gorgeous, floweringink. I have always loved the way that life and experience mark people and show their character and there’s something of that in your poem.
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Thank you so much, Ewan! I love that too. Have you read The Velveteen Rabbit?
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Your image is perfect, Susan.
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Thank you so much, Alessandro!
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gather, collect
slow down and rest
reflect a bit
@LisaSticePoet
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I love this Lisa! It’s like a perfect pause, a moment truly taken.
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Thank you <3
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Oh Lisa, so simple and perfect. It’s like a deep still pool.
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Thank you so much :)
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Shaken by low flying steelbird, turned loose, free,
Drifting through the wood, turning in the air,
Plunging earthwards, into a pot of beggars broth.
@steveweave71
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This is Gorgeous,Steve!!! The last line is so perfect!!!
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That’s wonderful, Steve. You’ve turned the fall of a leaf into a saga. You should sell it to Netflix – a 13 part series!
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the moon would hide in the trees
if autumn hadn’t stolen his covers
his sad cracked face
@rrichwords
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HIs sad cracked face…..so lovely!
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Oh Robin, that’s brilliant. Love the last line. I find it so difficult to look at the moon and not see a face there!
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I have grown on you
I made your days better
Now you kick through me.
@ATinchini
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You words so often make me ache, Allesandro! Beautiful!
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I’d love to be covered in spring greenery, summer scenery,
and display – WOW! – gorgeous autumn colours (swoon)
then in winter; “Look at me…I’m naked…HA!”
@ewanandsmith
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You make me smile Ewan!!!!
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