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Post by serenity4u~getting-better on Mar 3, 2009 14:30:18 GMT -5
How obscure my endeavor Is my flesh oppressed in rot? Underneath to hopeful heaps Upright it rolls, it groans Ridden throughout it migrates Each it spins to wait a toss To suspect to venture top
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Post by stephani on Mar 4, 2009 18:20:08 GMT -5
Quite an enigma you have created here. It reminds me of a multi-layered rose. Each layer is more delicate than the last.
~D~
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Post by serenity4u~getting-better on Mar 4, 2009 18:39:26 GMT -5
Thanks Di for the comment. :-) That was my first drop down poem....
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Post by bobswife4ever (surgery soon) on Mar 7, 2009 10:17:54 GMT -5
Well if this is your first drops poem, I can't wait to see what other drops poems you come up with. This is incredible and I mean that. The imagery was fantabulous and the following is what really jumped off the page at me: Very thought provoking. So nicely done and now I'm eager to see more drops poetry from you. Very nicely crafted. Hugs~~~ Stacy
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Post by Created2Write on Apr 10, 2009 19:30:00 GMT -5
This was indeed a great drop especially for the first time. I loved the descriptiveness it relayed concerning the flesh. Deep Serenity, and very well done.
Peace, C2W
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jabeau
Wandering Muse
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Post by jabeau on Apr 15, 2009 19:44:02 GMT -5
I found this throught provoking on the limitations of the flesh. It was a very good write.
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