Day 16, Granada Camp for Wayward Poets – (Ottava Rima Form) – The Lake

July 16th – Bordering the south ridge of cabins in our complex, we find serenity in the guise of Lake Granada. That is your inspiration. Write a lake poem, or around a lake, or something “lake-like”. And of course being Wednesday (we got off easy last week) our FORM for our lake poems uses Ottava Rima…


I cried with weeping willow tree. Beneath
her teardrops, salty, we exchanged our “numb”
-ers tenderly. Our toes in water’s sheath
Protected gingerly, as we did plumb
Our depths to see, if we could bring relief
And learn to know how deep to go, Succumb
To forces never known, Enlist their aid
No questions asked. As such, our peace was made.

Willow-367274, by carecrit, PD
By carecrit, PD

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