Some Die Trying
Poems grow
from seeds
and spiraled
weeds and
all the good
shit in the soil.
Some of them dream
of becoming books
when they grow
up.
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Poems grow
from seeds
and spiraled
weeds and
all the good
shit in the soil.
Some of them dream
of becoming books
when they grow
up.
You must be logged in to post a comment.
True! Love this.
🌱!
What strikes me is the use of the word ‘shit’ in this poem. Not really sure why. The line just hits well. Loved this.
YES! A well placed bit of “shit” reminds me of the 70’s for some reason. A good decade. Thanks for the cheer!
Loved the last stanza!
🎉, Linda!
Love this!
Gracias, Shaun.