Between the end of a tale
and dark clouds,
I look up
As one is served lovelessness,
From the vast bitter trunk,
Humanly intoxicates the frustration
From my struggling path.
A contest entry
- Quickie for a Quickie PIF #107 12 Poets /30 words by Roaddog Wolf.
425 points, ended August 5, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Ah...painful journey of your heart is seen in your wonderful poetry here..well said..and thanks for such a heartfelt poetry...
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This is very sad
If one doesnt want to understand life in its many forms and how at times it does twist and turn leaving us in a mess we must always know the part that guides us to love is right there in our chest feel the beat and know someone somewhere their heart beats to find their perfect love as well
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That first stanza is brilliant with the creative connections and vivid imagery. I also like the second part, though the first is better in my opinion... one question: when you say "humanly", is that a poetic license kind of thing, or do you mean "humanity"? I just don't see a subject. Anyway, good work. This shows a lot.
~Diana
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odd phrasing...this:
Humanly intoxicates the frustration
but nice poem overall
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This is a sad little poem, even in it's shortness, it had a lot of impact for the reader. Best to you
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A powerful piece Ruby, my best wishes always.
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nice write I think the last stanza the tenses contradict a bit and at very least breaks the flow but nice message
thank you for your entry and good luck in the contest
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Woh', I just entered a write for this, the picture definitely has some awe about it.
Seems like you're forecasting a right storm!
Sol
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nice
.. beautiful take on the prompt
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I couldn't have said better myself.
The end of this tale is at both ends, a not so good past and a bright future, very clever indeed.
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