August Stanza 19

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.

Todays poem is a Ballade.

Image from Pixabay

This angst is here to stay.

Blind to all that is kind

Deaf to all that’s tuneful

Dumb, can’t speak your mind.

Untouched by all that’s soulful.

You are lost, completely without hope

Struggling on from day today

You need to learn to cope

This angst is here to stay.

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You have to grow you need to mature

To blossom and to flower

So you can be strong and endure

We rely on you to reach out and take the power.

Take on this mantle you’ve been given

So struggle on from day to day

To fail will not be forgiven

This angst is here to stay.

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So are you ready for the task

Your whole life has readied you for this

Open you eyes remove the mask

To clear your senses from the mist

You have help, you cannot resist.

Struggling on from day to day

Pointless to persist

This angst is here to stay.

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Are you still deaf and blind

Struggling from day to day

Your fate cannot be refined

This angst will not go away

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