Challenge
Another challenge and this one is tricky so, please follow the description.
Write a minimum of three, no more than six stanzas – four lines each. Except for the first stanza ... each of the following stanzas must have the last word in each line start the next line, this is commonly known as Loop Poetry. The winner will receive the “Loop" Award Certificate. I will start this off so you can see exactly what I'm describing and be sure you tag me in the comment box this way: @Danceinsilence, otherwise I may not know you entered
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Repetition
As a child I used to have these vivid dreams
Dreams some might have called nightmares
Nightmares having long since lost their meaning
Meaning being hard to come by these days
Days like this I often think back to that time
Time being something I thought I could collect
Collect and save and sort through when I pleased
Pleased you to watch me find out the truth
Truth of it was we couldn’t hold on to anything
Anything that was given could be taken away
Away was all I needed to know about certain places
Places I would run to each night in my dreams
Dreams that some might have called nightmares
Nightmares had long since lost their meaning
Meaning being hard to come by these days
Days that refused to end no matter how I shut my eyes