Saturday, July 27, 2013

Deeds

Words
Read? No
I bask in
burning feeling
bitter taste of life
this summer seems at town
for little while with reason
like poltergeist reminds of deeds
we chose, but left undone for late
new day arrives not recognizing me…


Image credit: motorcycless.com

18 comments:

  1. Nice twist at the end. Thanks so much for sharing with us.

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    1. Just a little our/ ego can explain how/ the words come up/ on the white field - jump/ ~ thanks for reading :)

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  3. poltergeist reminds of deeds we chose ... yup!

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  4. I like the twist in the ending ~

    Have a good weekend ~

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  5. those deeds can sure sprout their own seeds

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  6. Reminds me of the way night can be a dark place for peeps in more way than one...good job with the form!

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  7. your poem and the image are matched wonderfully. quite a twisty-turny read, keeping my thoughts astute.

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  8. Love the personified day in the last line. Adds a very personal, wounding turn to the chain of events.

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  9. beautiful words....lovely lines!!

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  10. i hear you...each season has its ghosts that linger, an aftertaste...the last line is really nice and to me has an edge, when the day does not recognize you

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  11. What an excellent poetic thought you have captured here: a day that does not recognize the one to live through it.

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  12. Somber ending to day's end ....

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  13. Oh, that last line is gold! Cool!

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  14. That final line is powerful...to greet a day that doesn't even recognize you..

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    1. I like your upbeat perspective, Susie :)

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  15. The closing lines are an icing!

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  16. hate to repeat but that last line....

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