Disembody in beginning
No one is truly winning
Phantom thoughts are sinning
Evading ghosts by the minute
An eye for an eye or
a third eye if we simplify
Loneliness always drops by
to hinder those who mystify
Some words don’t want out
life in a radioactive drought
Naturally their red rusts no doubt
The paper heart is worn out
In veins, they ebb and flow
from the source of our blood flow
One shows us life’s meadow
and one destroys it in its afterglow
NaPoWriMo Day 16: Write a poem in the form of a Skeltonic, or tumbling, verse. In this form, there’s no specific number of syllables per line, but each line should be short, and should aim to have two or three stressed syllables. And the lines should rhyme. You just rhyme the same sound until you get tired of it, and then move on to another sound.
Every day feels like the end of my inspiration to continue but somehow my words have more will than I seem to have. Let me know if this makes you feel some way.
Smoke words every day. 
9 responses to “[435] The Eraser/Volcanic Words”
Good poem that matches the artwork well
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Thank you so much!
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My favorite lines were the last two in the first stanza. Don’t stop. Continue to give the word room 💙
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Thank you for your time to read and share your thoughts. Will not stop 💫
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Powerful poem and artwork!
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Thank you Sara. So glad you liked it 🖤
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For me the poem is beautiful, but I was not feeling happy about the image, which I saw first, which is overpowering imho, and which also remains uncredited…
Can’t tell that your inspiration is waning, so the footnote is endearing. Beautiful work, keep going!
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It is a striking image. The artist is Roger Vila. Been trying to put captions in the featured image but they never seem to come up on the post.
Thank you. I’m glad that the quality was still up there for you!
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Ah, nice thanks… I had this happen when posting from mobile sometimes. I hear you! Yes quality is great.
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