Today’s prompt was to write a skeltonic verse. This was this year’s first grumble. It’s really hard to write poems like this without it being doggerel. And I HATE doggerel. Grrr. Not in love with this but it’s a start….

– Oh So Serious Skeletonic-

Light caves in:
its laboured grin
moves gold and thin
on freckled skin.
Let’s stay in bed.
The day’s undressed
and we are blessed
to be caressed
by this bare touch.
It does not rush.
Let us not rush.


Picture credit: http://www.vintag.es/2016/08/30-vintage-photographs-that-show-what.html




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