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Thirsty Words

Posted by antoniazen on

 

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I’d lost words

But with keen intent

Regained them,

In each breath,

Paroxysms of purpose

Direct gusts of wind,

 

Language;

Form and feeling,

Gaging, voicing, signing,

Gist in sagacity’s ardour

Evoked

 

I dare not end this

Sentence for thirst of its sense

Until breathless still.

 

Antonia Sara Zenkevitch

 

(A Shadorma, Cinquain, and Senryu inspired by prompt words ‘meaning’ and ‘passion’ given by Colleen Chesebro’s #Tanka Tuesday Challenge )

11 Comments

  1. KT says:
    February 12, 2019 at 1:40 pm

    My favorite line: I dare not end this…

  2. Colleen Chesebro says:
    February 12, 2019 at 3:07 pm

    Very nice! I love the way the forms fit together. This blog theme is especially lovely as it keeps the image in place on the left of your poetry. Really stunning! ❤

    1. antoniazen says:
      February 12, 2019 at 3:09 pm

      Thank you Colleen, and thanks again for the inspiration and the intrduction to the different forms. 🙂

      1. Colleen Chesebro says:
        February 12, 2019 at 3:24 pm

        You’re welcome. ❤

  3. willowdot21 says:
    February 12, 2019 at 10:36 pm

    Very well done 💜

  4. Hélène - Willow Poetry says:
    February 13, 2019 at 3:15 am

    I love this, using the different form together. Well done.

    1. antoniazen says:
      February 13, 2019 at 8:17 am

      Thank you!

  5. Elizabeth says:
    February 13, 2019 at 6:44 am

    You really lay with words, very nice!

    1. antoniazen says:
      February 13, 2019 at 8:18 am

      Thank-you 🙂

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