General Poetry posted May 25, 2023

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Minute poem


by Sugarray77

Behind the clouds, the Sun winks through
it's peek-a-boo
he smiles at me,
then turns to flee.
He's played with me throughout the day,
but clouds of gray
have scurried by
a peppered sky.
Tomorrow, hope we'll see some blue
rambunctious hue
"Come out and play,
you Sunny day!"


Having fun with the Minute form on a cold, gray day at the beach.

The Minute Form consists of 12 lines in a 8,4,4,4 format of three stanzas. Written in iambic meter.
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