What did I accomplish today,
when the world looked bleak and gray?
I got up despite pain;
instead of covering my head
I faced the bitter world I dread
to fight demons again.

~Elise Skidmore ©2020

Note-Generally, I lean toward writing free verse, but every now and then I stumble upon a poetic form that tweaks my interest and I decide to try it. Today, I found the Rime Couee, a French form, and this little poem is what came of it.

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