A candle flame that can’t breathe will succumb to the strangle of darkness.
© Susie Clevenger 2020
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We danced to the end of the world on piano keys warmed by the moon. ©Susie Clevenger 2021 American Sentence: Seventeen syllables The Sunda... -
Rebellion was Joplin and losing pieces of my heart to a crush. Love thought it wanted freedom until rainbows became empty...
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were it not for rain I wouldn’t know how to bloom where grief seeded me she cried with laughter a healing rain in grief’s drought of withere...
I considered going with that thought myself. Love your American sentence, Susie!
ReplyDeleteAnd if the jar weren't sealed, water would have seeped in and extinguished the flame. Moral of the story: Candle lights should never set sail!!
ReplyDeleteSo true Susie! This is a powerful American Sentence!
ReplyDeleteI am absolutely itching to write an American Sentence poem .... yours is awesome.
ReplyDeleteOoh! American Sentence in more ways than one, for sure!
ReplyDeleteThis is how I felt before the election results. Good one, Susie!
ReplyDeleteShort and sweet, but full of nuance. Very difficult form, I think, but you do it superbly here, Susie.
ReplyDeleteLove it, Susie!
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