Tuesday

Posted on March 13, 2018 by

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and all that’s left is
…………..a crash of clouds
my broken voice
………………………..a slash of rain.

 

twiglet #67. 

 

 

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6 Responses to Tuesday

  1. Misky says:
    March 13, 2018 at 4:35 pm

    That’s what I call impact!

    >

    Reply
  2. Maple says:
    March 13, 2018 at 5:04 pm

    Gah, that’s good.

    I can’t think of anything I’d need that you don’t have to offer.

    Reply
  4. ZurkPoetry says:
    March 13, 2018 at 5:39 pm

    I feel like I’m part of the scene. The punctuation makes my inner eye switch between the close and the overall setting in a cohesive way, tying both together to make the meaning clear. Super amazing poem. I really really like it.

    Reply
  5. Candy says:
    March 13, 2018 at 5:45 pm

    Ooooo! Beautifully melancholy

    Reply

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