An etheree poem with 10 lines of increasing syllables.This is also a quadrille of 44 words, including the word “fire”. Read more at d’Verse Poets pub
stress
hard pressed
fire’s hot test
find release valve
to manage pressure
start to count love’s good gifts
name all that makes you grateful
hold joy in life’s little moments
live each day with enthusiasm
clinging to hope, you will not crash and burn
It’s calving time on the farm and our manager/son had an emergency appendectomy so he’s laid up for a month. The rest of us are working hard trying to cover for his absence!
a poem in my pocket 