A poem

Originally published on The Garden of Neuro on Nov. 3, 2023.
The Garden of Neuro’s micro poetry challenge called for poems on the theme flicker of hope. The challenge was facilitated by Nolcha Fox.
A micro-poem is 10 lines, not counting the title or blank lines.
For more details about the micro poetry challenge, open to men and women, click here.
Smazed
Smitten and in a swoon
with words, words, words
and today’s smushed letterpile: smaze,
portmanteau of smoke and haze.
Smoke, from Old English smoca.
Haze, from Old English haswa, for ashen, dusky.
At a time of deep darkness, strife and woe
words are my comfort cave, my flickering hope
the candle-holding love of my life, my muse
and me singing like Paul, maybe I’m smazed.


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