Notice of absence from sheta
if im not on,im looking for an adventure
if im not on,im looking for an adventure
she whistles about the moor
she heartlessly bangs on the door
she rattles the windows
rustles through the trees
crys in the deserts
an unknown plea
she screams on the ocean
she walks in the moonlight
creating a breeze
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The Adventurer (Pseudonym) (
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Comments9
Whoa. This is richly deep. Gorgeous with superb imagery and a haunting poignancy, it's so beautifully rendered. I love it. Thank you for sharing.
awwww thanks so much!!!!!
Beautifully written, paints those pictures in your head, Thank you
thanks!!!
You are very welcome
Bravo, beautiful write
thank you!
You're welcome
Rich in imagery and I heard that rattling and whistling. Nicely composed poem.
thank you!
Your words my worlds !
haha thank you
Read my poem ''The sea of trees '' Among my first ones .(about the Aokihagara forest ).
its very beautiful
This is a wonderful poem with such great lines of analogy, each line a new analogy. I picture an old woman in the wind. So nicely done this is a work of art
AAAAAMAAZINGG
t-thank you...
Y-Y-YO-YOUR W-Welcome
LMFAO
HEHEHHEHEHEH
s-s-scaryyyy
Oh...... *cries*
sorry
NP 😀
Beautiful tone and energy…
thank you
beautiful imagery - well done my dear
thanks
you are most welcome
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