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Word: mindless
Form: ponderette (a new poetic form invented by me )

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Tomorrow’s word: misogynist

Word: replicas
Form: Tanka

replica of life

do you see the sun
rising in the east, alone
no birds are singing

each day begins without song
while the sun rises, alone

(for you, Dalaruan)

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tomorrow’s word: mindless

Word: impermeable
Form: Septolet

your soul
impermeable
hidden behind
a wall of ice

but then
suddenly
we’re melting

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Tomorrow’s word: replicas

Word: din
Form: Lento

A Teacher’s Lament

Din is roaring through my head,
Thin and thinner grows my mind
Akin to mayhem, lost, misled -
Twin feelings of deaf and blind.

Where can a safe haven be?
Lair of ghouls that I abhor!
Despair prevails – I have to flee:
There it is: The classroom door!

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Tomorrow’s word: impermeable

Word: forgo
Form: epigram

When all life’s perils you forgo
You forgo any chance to grow.

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tomorrow’s word: din

Word: Mayday
Form: Oddquain

may
it be so
that you find calmness
and inner beauty, one fine
day

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Tomorrow’s word: forgo

Word: vacuity
Form: La’libertas

What can I do to fill the void?
Have I forgotten how to feel?
How can I even know it’s real?
Is this the life I once enjoyed?

the vacuity
can be a chance
can be filled
with dance
with chant, with glee
with me

What if these wounds will never heal?
What if I really am destroyed?
What if this life had only toyed
With me, and it was never real?

the vacuity
is free space
a blank paper
I can write
with courage, I can face
the night

Und wenn ich’s wage, kann ich meine Dunkelheiten
Wie einen leeren Raum, ganz unverzagt und still, durchschreiten.

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(The required foreign language couplet is, of course, German. The lines mean, more or less:
And if I dare, I can stride through my own darknesses
like through an empty chamber, undismayed and silently.

(It sounds better in German. )

Tomorrow’s word: mayday!

Word: section
Form: Well, I guess it’s some sort of Shape Poetry…

sec        tion
reflec        tion
detec        tion
selec        tion
connect        tion
affect        tion
erec        tion

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tomorrow’s word: vacuity

Word: debuted
Form: Villanelle

Debuted

They said it would not hurt, but they were lying.
I wonder if they thought it to be true.
But what I had of trust in me is dying.

I wonder if they heard my silent crying.
I wonder if they ever had a clue
They said it would not hurt, but they were lying.

To all my questions they just kept replying:
You know, my dear, the problem is just you.
And what I had of love in me is dying.

My eyes don’t cry no more, forever drying,
I wish my heart to follow, it is overdue.
They said it would not hurt, but they were lying.

I wish I could just stop to breathe, I’m sighing.
It seems my world and theirs are all askew.
And what I had of hope in me is dying.

Oh, if I had the strength to be defying!
Oh, if I just could say “You were not true!”
They said it would not hurt, but they were lying.
And what I had of ME in me is dying.

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Thanks nikneven for suggesting the Villanelle. This one’s for you.

Tomorrow’s word: section

Word: Flasks
Form: wordwrap poem

So inconspicuous a thing,
so small and nondescript.
You slowly pick it up and bring
it home. A flask. Its neck is chipped,
made from clear glass, and also clear
the liquid that you see within.
You smile. You do not fear
the unknown. Face it with a grin.
You drain the liquor, take a breath
and know what it is that you face.
You smile once more. You smile at Death.
For him it is that you embrace.

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Tomorrow’s word: debuted