sinners in red Quadrille & senryu Micro Poetry Month 25
Below them,
the dark streets beckoned
with crimson light
men walking in secretly-
coming out with pure delight
inked red upon their lips
the townspeople knew all too well
the going’s on in this house of sin
lust seekers who’ll be going to hell.
who are you
to judge
casting the last stone?
we are all sinners
in the eyes of the Creator,
self-righteous one!
©Tournesol’17/11/25
At Micro Poetry Monteh #25, we are asked to write a quadrille, a poem of 44 words. I have included the First Line Friday from MindLoveMiserysMenagerie which you see in italics to form my quadrille.
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
Too good.. terrific use of both prompts! Thanks so much for sharing with my Micropoetry Month!
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Thank you so much for doing this this month. You have no idea how much I needed “simple” prompts to write daily. Writing is such pure therapy and a liberation during difficult times…I don’t need any medication, just a healthy release 🙂
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It is therapeutic… totally agree. Glad you’re enjoying it!
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Oh this is very much visual. Lovely.
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Thank you:)
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kaykuala
we are all sinners
in the eyes of the Creator,
self-righteous one!
Agreed, Tournesol! One can’t be seen as being unstained and living a life without faults!
Hank
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Thanks so much for dropping by, Hank:)
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