WUSTL Life-Lines (4/14/20)

April 14

Write a short poem (rhyming not necessary) that includes each of the following 5 words (anywhere and in any order). Poems should not exceed 7 or 8 lines.

Gift
Fall
Brief
Still
See

Send us your poem via our Submissions page or post on Twitter or Facebook using the hashtag #lifelines.

I submitted a haiku this time:

Spring’s gifts are so brief.

Still, I long to see Summer,

Fall, and Winter too…

-James B. Moog

And another poem:

The fruit of knowledge,
overripe, a gift
of gravity after
a brief fall.
We see only
the necessary.

-James B. Moog

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Gazing at the Creek

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Mind of Moog

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