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mud aglow

by ellasnotebook


A snow globe without the snow

this almost-state that I call home.

Out of reach-

Out of mind-

but still, rain falls

not snow

not wine.

This dangerous,

this happy time

it calls to me,

dark clouds divine.

-

It seeps into my bones and then

I am overflowed again

Safe and sound-

Safe and slow-

but still, rain falls

not wine,

not snow.

The roads begin

to overflow-

I could swim in it,

mud aglow.


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Thu Oct 11, 2018 3:26 pm
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Hi there, Carla here for a review.
Wow. This poem is really good.
I really like the rhyming scheme and the layout.
When I first saw the title I thought of a mudslide or something like that.
This poem is really catchy and different to others that I have read.
I like how you interperated (mind my spelling) different types of things into this poem like
1. wine
2. snow
I can't really think of any suggestions for this poem. Overall it is really good.
If you need any advice or anything, don't be afraid to ask.
Over and out.






Thank you! I'm glad you liked it :D




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