Tag: Poems

Quadrille Cheating

Drizzling icing on a cake seems a bit like cheating but saves the frustration of frosting pulling up bits of cake top as the spatula slides along layer to layer ___________________ I cheated. For this to be a Quadrille, you must count these words, too.

Hidden

Hidden pain buried deep Terrible secrets to keep You can never let anyone see That’s the lie I once believed Mired in fear my heart grieved Truth set me free _______________________________ Sharing for Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub. Head over and read some other great...