This poem is for the Secret Keeper’s writing prompt, using the words:


The more I use the Florette form, the more I like it.


I understood your angry stare,

Your words a weapon, brandished where

Our love alone spoke, soft and low,

And in our arms we’d make dreams grow, not this warfare.


If you could ravel up your rage,

Put by the past and turn the page,

I’d gladly help you write a new

And better story for we two—this world our stage.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

14 thoughts on “Anger”

    1. Having even five words imposed is challenging for me. They might sound innocuous but they always give me hell fitting them in. It’s a challenge. Whether it makes a good poem, I have my doubts.

    1. Thanks Judy. I found a very short form on the Shadow Poetry site that suited my daily poem thing. The page heading called it a Florette. Turns out it’s a mistake and it should have said Essence. I went back to find out what exactly is a Florette and it turns out to be this. It’s much longer, but I like it.

      1. I don’t know whether it’s masochism or the idea of taking up a challenge that doesn’t involve running backwards up mountains, but I do like to have a go at different poetry forms.

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