Dry spells results in a cry, do tell. A Poetic Practice

in Blockchain Poets6 months ago

Heat in the air sizzling
Filling the lungs inhale
Like thousands of flies buzzing
Choking like rough hay bale.

Plants all withered
Like third world suffering
Maybe watering if bothered
Let it thrive living.

Bright lights like midtown
Your vision strains eyes squint
No water, grass all brown
Dry air don't play with flint.

Cool breeze hope beyond hope
Even a good drop of sweat
A little breeze just to cope
Gentle touch skins cool and wet.


I can't seem to find the mojo to write a poem I can say sings true in me as I write them. This current practice is not up to par and I apologize for even posting it but I have to document what I write so I can later on look at it and hope I can learn where I can improve. It is ambiguous but not enough and the meanings I had tried to outline without spelling them out seems to be beyond even myself when I read the poem again.

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This is beautiful and acceptable and i am glad you shared it in..


Thank you.

Glad the poem sings to you.

It does and thanks once again for sharing

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nganong alimoot akong feeling gabasa sa imong poem? hahaha

Kay init man ang kwarto.

Tungod sa ukay ukay...😎

the worst poem you do write is infinitely better than the best one you never set down.

this is fine, and you have a good start point to redraught as the ideas firm up