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Wednesday, April 24, 2019

Day 24--National Poetry Month--Diatelle--Running a 2K

Today's poem is a diatelle, one I'd never heard of before. It's quite intricate, so I send you here to figure it out. And my poem:



RUNNING A 2k

Hate
To run
Once begun  
I'm dripping sweat
The miles my muscles   stun
Se     riously, are we there y     et?
Wh  ose stupid idea was this silly   bet?
Ru   nning will cause a catatonic st  ate
My  lungs can't pay of f their oxygen   debt
How many more  miles can I get
Seriously Not fun
Try not to fret
Bakin   g sun
Und   one
La     te


 ©2019 by H. Linn Murphy


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