Thank you for that, Kiya - it's not many brave the wilds of my portfolio to discover my little 8-line poems, so it's wonderful to have some feedback on them. Much appreciated!
Wonderful poem that links footprints to bits and pieces of our memories over the years.
As we get older, we do leave a mark behind - footprints if you will - and even as they fade away, they'll always linger and be a reminder of what we once were.
Thanks for sharing this poignant piece with us, and keep on writing!
It’s not that I object about
being disturbed in my slumber,
but heartlessly you tear from me
my children without number,
carve others’ horrid faces on
my ravaged, trepanned head,
and leave me on your cursèd porch,
empty, soulless, dead.
Line count: 8
Rhymed abcb
For Express It In Eight, 10.31.24
Prompt: Write a poem about a pumpkin with attitude.
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.09 seconds at 8:57pm on Nov 05, 2024 via server WEBX1.