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Three Line Tales: Poem – Lunes – “Sonorous Voice” #amwriting #3LineTales #poetry 


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales

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Mood settles down, crowd whispering, 

Taking the microphone, 

Sees phones glowing in darkness. 

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His sonorous voice ooos, flows, 

Cascades in waves, 

Crescendos — crowd sings each word. 

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Shivers down our spines, melodic —

Voice raised profoundly. 

Clarity resounding, lyrics in hearts. 

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NaPoWriMo: Poem – Minor FT Creature – Minute – “Twittering”


  

And now, for our prompt (optional as always!) Just as Rosa Jamila’s poems often sound like they come out of a myth or fairy tale (and not always one with a happy ending), today I challenge you to write a poem in the voice of minor character from a fairy tale or myth. Instead of writing from the point of view of Cinderella, write from the point of view of the mouse who got turned into a coachman. Instead of writing from the point of view of Orpheus or Eurydice, write from the point of view of one of the shades in Hades who watched Eurydice leave and then come back. Happy writing!

For more information please see NaPoWriMo

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The bird who sings melodically posed,

Twitter exposed,

Singing with notes,

Snow White songs wrote.

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Voice of angel, bird sings lyrics,

Fly spherical, 

No matter when,

Melodies send.

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Eating crisp red apple, evil hag gives,

Her eyes wide strive,

Eat not apple,

Eve’s own pupil. 

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Dimly lit girl, breath of life left her,

Creatures of fur,

Point to a Prince

This Prince, I wince.

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A bird, Snow calls, tweets melodies.

Kiss. Two lovelies.

All well, I’ve heard.

Stop calling birds.

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A birds, not just harmony.

Mates eventually,

Songs for blue eggs,

Snow White she begs —

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Let the birds be free,

You’ve no need of our twittering.

Look online now,

Our page is overpopulated.

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