Ice Cream and Tears…

Ice Cream and Tears…

As silent enemy appears

And tortured worry ebbs and flows

Sweet comfort eating soothes my woes

While life feels threatened, filled with fears…

For lunch I have ice cream and tears

Oblivious to virus spread

That leaves a trail of many dead

I watch them battle on in vain

Too much to deal with, numbing pain

I swallow down ice cream instead…

Ronovan is going to be setting us a new challenge, to write an Espinela or Decima – a poem of ten lines with eight syllables in each line in two stanzas of four and six, and with a rhyming pattern of abba/accddc

I’ve never seen this form before, but it sounds intriguing so I thought I’d give it a go here as a kind of practice run, using Ronovan’s theme of modern society – and hopefully I’ve done it justice 🙂

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