August Stanza 15.

It is August and so Jane is doing : a chain of images each one suggested by the last word in the preceding poem. They’ll be short, a single image of just a few lines. It will be interesting to see where it ends up by the end of the month.

Kat will be doing short 3,4, or 5 line poems no syllable counts of rhymes, starting with the word ‘August’ on the first day. The last word of the poem will be the first word of day two’s poem, and so on until the end of the month.

Finally I shall be doing all types of poetry but each poem will start with the last word in the preceding poem.

Today’s poem is a Kyrielle

Fall.

Image from Pixabay

Fall, to tumble to take, a trip

To loose your footing, teeter, slip

You need to walk with eyes open

So as you do not slip again.

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What lies hidden, what lies in wait

To catch you out, some evil fate.

Is there a hidden danger there

To catch you out, so have a care.