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Post by erasmus123 on May 19, 2011 1:46:12 GMT -5
Another fool writing Flowers the playground, Attends the fruit behind the mirror, Hazards a forum beneath the space, Weighs why birds won't chirp Tosses fashion under green, designates obstruction, Relevance,instinct,dashes guidance: Hums abstracted smoke, Tires beneath the bog, Then stalls.
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Post by - Moirae - on Jun 8, 2011 8:21:04 GMT -5
I thought that this piece was very interesting especially with the addition of the title and the first line. It help to give the poem substance and make the reader delve into the mind of a writer and then the last line almost revealing the beginnings of writer's block.
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Post by ladylilith ~stalwart~ on Jun 16, 2011 12:46:19 GMT -5
There's just so much in this! It feels rich and elequent. I really love that third line, but the whole piece is so intriguing. Like Moirae, it felt like the insight into a writer's mind, all a-buzz and then stalling...
These are great Drops!! Nice work. Very clever.
Lily^^
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Post by inflames on Jun 22, 2011 19:52:17 GMT -5
I feel the connection between the smog and everything here. It really works well. Great insight.
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Post by ॐ Hemz ॐ on Nov 7, 2011 14:29:51 GMT -5
Stretching thought until you get to poetry. This is what this piece appears to describe to my mind. Sometimes you reach a point where you cannot move and are free from motion or movement. Very good and a known topic for all writers.
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