Echoes of Verses

Another day to craft a vivid Villanelle.

One that hopefully will take social media by flight.

A daily pursuit, leaving readers compelled.

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Will my audience be left in awe or in literacy hell?

My inky pen is not always guided by a white knight.

Another day to craft a vivid Villanelle.

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Claps, hearts, reads, comments, is the tell.

Did it land for my fellow friends who write?

A daily pursuit, leaving readers compelled.

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My poetic brain has visions of tumbleweeds, bidding farewell.

At a barren western ghost town, with no one in site.

Another day to craft a vivid Villanelle.

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No shaped words of fears, blood-soaked hearts from mademoiselle.

Alas, no poignant death scene, with whispers to continue to fight.

A daily pursuit, leaving readers compelled.

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My only desire is to pen words, spin stories and do it very well.

In the process of not sabotaging myself despite.

Another day to craft a vivid Villanelle.

A daily pursuit, leaving readers compelled.