Hopscotch My Heart

An Uncommon Poetic Form Prompt

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Tried and true you are
high tide rocks my shore
my love
like the rising sun
you will never run
away
lore grazing my mind
your voice like a kind
lifeline

hopscotch my heart when you fingerpaint unlies
hand grazing my thigh gives my bon-bon a rise
choc-late chip waffles in morn sizzles sweet sighs

Ann Marie Steele

~I used these directions prompted by @Patrick M. Ohana in response to Somsubhra Banerjee challenge in Uncommon Poetic Forms. The first part is a nine-line poem or stanza that uses an aabaabaab rhyming scheme, where the “a” lines have five syllables and the “b” lines have two syllables. The second piece is a three-line poem with eleven syllables per line, rhyming with an aaa pattern.

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