Sunday Photo Fiction – Broken pieces in my hands

Photo by Thiago Matos on Pexels.com

Rattle the shame if I could undo

Broken pieces in my hands

When we reach the crossroads and we fall

Pay the toll using the path of lands

Without suspecting bad for your call

When I hear your word I come

And we fall when we reach the crossroads

Until the end of this and then some

I’d still rattle the shame if I could

It would never be the same

When we reach the crossroads and we fall

It’s best to part, there’s no one to blame*

(c) ladyleemanila 2020

  • The ZaniLa Rhyme, a form created by Laura Lamarca, consists 4 lines per stanza.
  • The rhyme scheme for this form is abcb and a syllable count of 9/7/9/9 per stanza.
  • Line 3 contains internal rhyme and is repeated in each odd numbered stanza.
  • Even stanzas contain the same line but swapped.
  • The ZaniLa Rhyme has a minimum of 3 stanzas and no maximum poem length.

For: https://sundayphotofiction.com/2020/11/01/sunday-photo-fiction-nov-1-2020-2/, https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2020/11/01/wordle-480/

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