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7 Lines · Poetry Minific ·
Organised by Anon Y Mous
Word limit 15–1000
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Those who gather, come together
Reel in your sin.
Hope is but another tether
Holding up your skin
You must let it happen, whether
Comfort now is thin--
Reel the feel in.
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Irregular meter: 8, 4, 8, 5, 8, 5, 4. I can't tell if the change between 5 and 4 is deliberate or if you just weren't being careful with the meter. There's definitely a plausible pattern. No problems with the rhyme. Given the prompt, of course everyone's writing 7-line poems. As to meaning, I think it has something to do with holding on to hope even when there doesn't seem to be any. A time-worn theme, but still a nice sentiment.
#2 ·
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There's a bit of ambiguity here but the subject seems to be psychological. Shame? The shortened final line gives the poem a claustrophobic resolution.