You can not see, you do not hear
what you know is unclear
Your heart in your tongue
leaks through short circuits sprung
Images in a broken mirror
shiny pictures on a rusted tear
echoes of painted shards
fall as hail on neighbor's yards
Picked as harvested cotton
woven tapestries forgotten
water marks in an empty tank
another memory of a poem that sank
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: July 26th, 2024 04:47
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments7
They cant all be great .. this one is ..
Thanks Neville a single sunray through a sky of clouds is as beautiful as a bright sunny day. Thanks for the review and most kind comment
The poetic integrity here is solid. I love it.
You are too kind my friend but it sounds so good. Thanks for the review
I've read this good write before it has rotted away, erm, been archived! lol.
Thanks Orchi appreciate the read. Yes many rot and then some are just rotten.
Great work.
Thanks Thomas I appreciate your stop
A great poem,
not quite rotten though! 😕
Love the rhythm, 🎵 🎶 🎵 🎶
rhyme and flow! 😀
Much enjoyed my friend!
Best regards ✌️. Thad
Thank you so much for the read and comment it is apprecitated
There are so many poems in our minds soren that many do slip through and are never written.
Andy
Thank you so much Andy for the read and understanding comment it is most appreciated.
Their often hard to catch
Thanks so much for the read and comment
It's always a pleasure
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