Moon chuckles, “It’s not a rocket, it’s a plane.”
They are not invaders, just admirers from afar
I choose what to reveal, what to conceal
The plane cuts through clouds, and greets the moon
They are not invaders, just admirers from afar
No machines to be parked, no flags hoisted
The plane cuts through clouds, and greets the moon
Don’t worry, dear friend, no one’s getting ousted
No machines to be parked, no flags hoisted
Moon chuckles, “It’s not a rocket, it’s a plane.”
Don’t worry, dear friend, no one’s getting ousted
I choose what to reveal, what to conceal
What Do You See #291

“Moon chuckles, βItβs not a rocket, itβs a plane.β
Wonderful pantoum, Reena.
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Thank you so much, Punam!
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Beautiful pantoum, Reena.
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Thank you so much, Indira!
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My pleasure, dear.
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Superb, Reena. You mastered the pantoum format.
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Much appreciated π€
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A beautiful poem Reena. Love this form that makes the poem quite lyrical. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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Youβre most welcome
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Great poem! I love the repetition of several lines too.
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Thanks so much! The pantoum format does have these refrains.
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Great poem, Reena!
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Thanks so much!
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A beautiful poem, love your repeating lines.
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It is part of the pantoum format. Thanks, Diana!
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