Happy Easter to all of you! He is risen, and it is the source of all my hope.
I pray you've had a blessed day, even in our unusual current circumstances.
This poetic form is one I've never tried before. It's called a triolet, which contains repeating lines and a tight rhyme scheme. It was the official prompt for NaPoWriMo today.
Restoration Day #12
We hang masterpieces crooked on the wall
To slightly tilted head our fate is sealed
We slip in dizziness, a noose waiting our fall
We hang -- masterpieces. Crooked on the wall
balance warped ideas of virtue hoisted tall
We twist to worship them, but here He healed.
We hang, masterpieces, crooked on the wall
to slightly tilted head. Our fate is sealed.