Image by Ana Lignelli the Dragon Lady via Flickr
this book has no lines
poverty of spirit
shaped like calligraphy
my secret life
in heavy, still air
stabbing him flashes through my mind
lightning reflects my face on rain-streaked panes
dark on light, veined film
failure is a choice
store tomorrow
change the water
perhaps a garden
I can remove my wedding ring with ease
irresistible motivation
I am determined
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Piece together a poem from 10-15 phrases from your old journal, says Poetry Tow Truck.
from Lost in Translation
Shiteki Na Usagi 
I followed it just fine! In fact I could relate to it, too.
Pretty blog!
Sandy, I’m glad you could follow it. The prompt is one I’d been wanting to try, and the theme that emerged grew from recent snarls and tangles. I’m really glad you came by. I so enjoy my visits to your blog.
like this, i can relate.
rdl, Glad you like it. Wish you the best. It’s what I’m shooting for these days.
Wow…these lines weave a fine short story in verse.
slpmartin, Thank you again. I was hoping for that. Hard to tell if the story I see makes it through my words to the readers.