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My latest entry in Three Line Thursday’s weekly poetry contest wherein we respond to the above photo prompt with three lines of poetry. I was lucky enough to receive some feedback despite not winning from the judge:

Penetrating writing, frenzied feelings. “to capture it, bottle it, shelter it.” An endless yearning. I feel the jaded bitterness, of calloused feet, and weary soul. Wonderful!

Searching for the infinite in the infinitesimal,
trying to capture it, bottle it, shelter it.
My feet grow calloused.

 

 

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