Her smiles
broad but nervous
stealing glances around
then rummage through her purse – checking,
that’s when
a scream from deep inside erupts
despair arrives after –
no sign of it,
vanished
Butterfly Cinquain is a nine-line non-rhyming poem using a syllabic form of 2/4/6/8/2/8/6/4/2
Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge # 221 Synonyms Only – Prompt: Searched and Lost
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 13 (no prompt)
Yep been there in London – no money, no cards, no train ticket home! 🤪
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Oh no. That would be very scary for me.
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The purse came back through the post eventually, but the day in London was spent proving to the bank who I was and getting some money to purchase a train ticket home. So much for the day out – huh!
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Must be quite an adventure and a memory that will last long. 😊
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Yes… totally relatable …
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Thank you for your comment, Ivor.
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“A scream from deep inside erupts” ❤️
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Thank you, Ruth. 🙂
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Olivia, you captured great emotions in this butterfly cinquain! Bravo! ❤
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Thank you very much, Colleen. First time trying it.
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Very nice. ❤️😍
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