Unfolding creativity, changing life
A bitter taste keeps one alert at least, nature of the beast
a wonderful enegry to your poem.
Yes, some life experiences leave a bitter taste. I like the train moving forward.About the Fibonacci form, it should be:1/1/2/3/5/8syllables or words per line :)
Sorry, Humbird. I don't follow how you counted the words, 1/1/2/3. Where are the line breaks? :)
Peace, Loredana.... next time I will write different variation of Fibonacci...we have so many choices....glad you like this form
I love your poem-sometimes our train is a rhythmic journey and sometimes a wreck. We can on though- I think I can, I think I can!Thanks for visiting me and the advice :DYou are so kind!
my pleasure, Ella :) ths to You
i rather like the sounds of a train...i grew up falling asleep to their rocking...sprung thoughts, i wonder if those are not memories and some of them def leave a bitter taste....
I have to agree with the others--great energy, and the bitter taste.