My attempt at an englyn penfyr – written for Chelsea’s Terrible Poetry Contest
I first wed the girl – nineteen twenty nine
her hair was dark, loosely curled
she was fairest in the world
she gave me a shove so I pulled her hair,
accidentally fell in love
fit together, hand in glove
married now, at least a couple of times
love we’ll sometimes disavow
me, Frida, her unibrow
tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice 