Disheartened
In the corner
she sits, her hair
tasseled like a
child's, clouds fall in-
to her eyes, gloom
has found its path
like the posture
of un-watered
flowers, she sits.
I decided to try my hand at syllabic verse. I had fun doing it! Hope you guys enjoy. Any suggestions are welcomed as always. ; )
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I love this poem, the title just jumped at me. I enjoyed the images of the women. I thought it flowed nicely. Great Job
ReplyDeleteThis is great! I'd love to see the content altered to fit into some of the styles we discuss in class. It feels like it has several opportunities to grow.
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