This morning I was over at Two Writing Teachers and saw Ruth’s prompt for today’s poem: to write an acrostic. At first I thought I’d have to ignore the prompt because of my insane lack of flexibility dogged insistence on writing tanka every day. But then I realized that I could maybe do both. After all, there are plenty of 5-letter words! And so today’s poem:
every step slow, slower still
a losing battle
run down to mute, faded core
yearning for one night of rest
I’m so pleased to see that my little pick-n-mix can work!