Written for: The Twiglets #152 – “pale distance”
In pale distance/outline of horse is befogged/in the early dawn.
smoke pales in distance
houses and mountains visible
wild fires abate
There was a young lady from Memphis
whose voice, she thought, had much promise
but when she auditioned
for choral position
she turned pale as she failed to go the distance.
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I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.
Your first verse reminds me of the deer that crossed our yard this morning… in pale dawn.
Too many fires in them there hills… and flat lands too.
Fun limerick … hopefully that lady gets courage and another chance 🙂
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Thanks, Jules. How lovely to see a deer cross your yard.
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How ever did you find a word to rhyme with Memphis? 😂
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Thought long and hard!
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