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Thirst Quencher (in the middle of the street, no less.) Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

While Walking Through My Neighborhood, I Found Something Strange Part VI

A Flamenca Poem

once the best thirst quencher
left here to gather dust
in the street — no less
am I simply litter
in whom should I seek trust

, , ,

  • 5 lines
  • lines 1, 2, 4, and 5 have 6 syllables
  • line 3 has 5 syllables
  • lines 2 and 5 assonate

This concludes the Flamenca Poem series. Thank you for reading.

©2022 Tremaine L. Loadholt




“soliloque” came to me in a dream. It is a space for my thoughts; both personal & private. Are you listening? Can you hear me?

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