Written for https://skepticskaddish.com/2026/02/04/w3-prompt-197-weave-written-weekly/
This is an erasure poem, where words are erased from the lines.
Flowers
garden, green
sprouting through the
buds unfurl like prayers in . . .
promising to live a better . . .
next time, be more
foraging in
Flowers
Published by writerravenclaw
I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.
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loved it Diana 🙂 💖💖
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Thank you 😀
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great words. Love this, Diana. Thanks.
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Thank you for you lovely comment
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Always a pleasure.
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Well done my friend
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Thank you 💞
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You’re most welcome
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You did well, Diana
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🩷😀🩷
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A lovely poem! I just wish you had included the source and a photo… I think that would boost this into fabulous!
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🙂❤️🙂
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Oh, I like this!
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Thank you very much 🩷
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💞
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Lovely poem, Diana.
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Thank you 🩷
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