Dominos
There
Standing
In neat rows
Prepared, waiting
For the hand of fate
To set them in motion
Toppling them out of control
Like ten pins hit by a giant bowel
In this life we are the Dominos
There is no escape that’s just how it goes.
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The above Etheree was brought to you, extremely late, as part of LindaGHill’s #SoCs. This week’s prompt was DOM. To be used as a suffix,prefix or part of a word. You choose you enjoy.
Sep 30, 2018 @ 07:34:46
Great poem sis π
Sep 30, 2018 @ 07:37:32
Thank you Sis late but finally done! ππ
Sep 30, 2018 @ 08:08:05
π
Sep 30, 2018 @ 10:50:07
nice response
Sep 30, 2018 @ 10:52:42
Thank you I do like the Etheree form of verse.π