One-Liners – Page 2 – A Cornered Gurl

NaPoWriMo #21

04/21/202404/20/2024trE

Home Away from Home #4 (a one-lined poem)

My godniece, me (of course), and my godmother. My
godsister took the photo. ©2024 Breakfast at The Toasted Yolk Cafe

Breakfast with family–nearly starving for
affection and sustenance and received both, tenfold.

NaPoWriMo #20

04/20/202404/21/2024trE

Jernee Timid: Resting on the bed in the cozy Airbnb.

Home Away from Home #3 (a one-lined poem)

Jernee Timid settled in quickly and has made the best
of our traveling experience catching Z’s whenever she can.

NaPoWriMo #19

04/19/202404/19/2024trE

Home Away from Home #2 (a one-lined poem)

Savannah has changed–and I like what I see,
especially SCAD’s polishing up of old neighborhoods
I thought could never be polished.

Jernee Timid in Black & White & Faded Colors

04/30/202304/30/2023trE

Jernee Timid Loadholt: Black & White & faded color suits her.

Without her, I wouldn’t be me.

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03/02/202303/02/2023trE

One-lined Pictured Poetry created by Tremaine L. Loadholt

fresh batch

11/22/202211/22/2022trE

a one-lined poem

Fresh batch. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

My neighbor’s mom–delightful in every way–knocked on my door and presented me with a fresh batch of Dutch homemade cookies; her mother’s recipe–I’m blessed beyond measure.

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7	8	9	10	11	12	13
14	15	16	17	18	19	20
21	22	23	24	25	26	27
28	29	30	31

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	trE on 3 copies of Séduire: Serial Ta…
	trE on 3 copies of Séduire: Serial Ta…

Home Away from Home #4 (a one-lined poem)

Breakfast with family–nearly starving for affection and sustenance and received both, tenfold.

Home Away from Home #3 (a one-lined poem)

Jernee Timid settled in quickly and has made the best of our traveling experience catching Z’s whenever she can.

Home Away from Home #2 (a one-lined poem)

Savannah has changed–and I like what I see, especially SCAD’s polishing up of old neighborhoods I thought could never be polished.

Without her, I wouldn’t be me.

a one-lined poem

Breakfast with family–nearly starving for
affection and sustenance and received both, tenfold.

Jernee Timid settled in quickly and has made the best
of our traveling experience catching Z’s whenever she can.

Savannah has changed–and I like what I see,
especially SCAD’s polishing up of old neighborhoods
I thought could never be polished.