Daily poem: Terza Rima stanza 10


With you there is so little need for words,

our eyes say all that ever need be said,

but do you see cold death in clouds like curds?

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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.

16 thoughts on “Daily poem: Terza Rima stanza 10”

    1. We’re having kitten angst. A stray cat has had kittens in a field and although they’re tiny she’s nowhere to be seen. The kittens are roaming on their own. Tiny. I think there’s only one left of the four.

      1. We can’t take them in. Finbar would kill them. We caught one and tried to take it to the SPA but they are saturated so we had to bring it back. I don’t know what will happen now. It’s a female too.

      2. Stray cats living wild are still not wild animals. No wild animal lets its babies go before they can fend for themselves. The mother is probably expecting another litter. The whole situation is unnatural.

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