Charmed Chaos
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Summer Nap
Heat
of the day
lethargic napping
blue sky mirrored in my eyes
clouds
leisurely meandering
hammock sways, rocking
me to sleep
Bliss
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
MLMM: Saturday Mix- Lucky Dip
Author’s Note: This is a new form I have not tried before. It is called an oddquain, and this particular form is a butterfly oddquain, with a syllable count of 1,3,5,7,1,7,5,3,1. Oddquain is a short, usually unrhymed poem consisting of seventeen syllables distributed 1, 3, 5, 7, 1 in five lines, developed by Glenda L. Hand.
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories.
You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
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Charmed Chaos 
Its a beautiful form Linda..
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Thank you!
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I really liked using this form for MM’s Saturday Mix and plan on using it again. You did a lovely butterfly oddquain, Linda. I know AZ is way hotter than MI in summer, but I’ve been taking siestas as well.
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Thank you Jade. I liked it too! Yes, it’s more like a morning nap here lately-lol. We are having some brutal days. 109 today, 112 tomorrow. Ugh. Trying to keep
My garden alive.
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oh my gosh unreal how hot! poor plants 😦
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Yes. 😢
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Can you water than cover them up so water doesn’t evaporate? You need a big dome over your space with air.
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Lol. Yes, I go through this every year. The strong survive. Monsoons are coming soon, hanging on until then. 😊
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I can just imagine myself there relaxing!
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Wonderful! Thank you Sarah.
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This seems like an interesting – albeit difficult – form. Wonderful emotions invoked with this post. I went for a walk through my city today, and there was a cool summer breeze blowing through the bright sunny day.
I knew I wasn’t ready to let go of the walk just yet. Maybe that’s why I found your poem. Great work!
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Thank you!
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Sigh…idyllic.
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Welcome!
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