Great job on these poems, I really liked them.
They were all so different and so interesting in there own why. I really liked this one,
"Who has the right to your time?
A lover, a father, a mother, a son?
Those who entertain,
those who comfort,
those who control?
When your all is given, nothing is lost,
yet all is lacking.
A jack of all trades leads a mundane life,
of insecurity and discontent,
of jealousy,
malnourished,
deprived.
Time is to be shared,
spent,
not given."
And this one,
"Smoke clouded mirrors,
seeping, soaking, searching, without a view.
Flooded airbags, pulsing and desperate.
Salted water forgotten,
left to boil
as the mouth dries."
I really liked how in this one you said "seeping, soaking, searching, without a view." It is written so powerful and it also makes me think of a car crash or that they ran off a road into a lake because it mention flooded airbags.
Really nice job on these. Can't wait to read what you write next.
Carpe diem,
LUNARGIRL
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