Beautiful, compelling poetry . Awesome response to my Springtime verse .

PJM Caporn

The magic of Spring:

The sting of Winter

Flung aside, no more

A clinging friend that

Brings crystal tears. Here –

Now – the birds sing

As if to say:

Our wings are not

Penned down by frost,

Our voices

Are not lost.

I’m aching

Just to

Live, in


Reading this post by yaskhan was the first time I had come across diminished hexaverse, so, in the long tradition of poets responding to each others’ work, I thought I’d give it a go.

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