American Sentence LV
A woman balances like a spoon on the edge of yesterday’s storm.
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A woman balances like a spoon on the edge of yesterday’s storm.
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Sorry folks, accidentally checked the box…all is well with this poem no content warning. I’ll try to get this fixed! Not enough coffee this morning! Pam
It defaulted to that on mine it seems!
Fixed!
I loved the realness and imagery intertwined in this line!
Dig it!! Great job.
The idea of being born with a silver spoon on your tongue is light and subtle, too.
Look forward to more.
Oof! Wow!
Amazing how you can pact so much in so few words! kudos!
I have known women like this. Thank you for making me think of them.
I wonder . . . what kind of a storm was it?
Powerful and timely it seems to me.
How deftly you make a spoon, a storm feel mythic in seventeen syllables
I think I’m going to hang this one on my wall!
Love the idea of trying to collect a spoonful from the outpouring sky. For me, this is apt!
Sometimes you look at a poem and all you can say is “That is a poem, in the truest sense.” That’s what I get from reading this. These words are poetry.
so much depends on balancing the spoon
You balance well, Pam!
Thanks for riding the train, y’all! Your comments are encouraging and bring me great delight! I continue to be surprised each day when I sit on the train and watch the passengers already and newly boarded, settling in and showing a hint of themselves.
Oh, gosh! I feel that!!! (Having to finally use a cane for balance these days. LoL
Trying to make a poem in one sentence is certainly a challenge. You’ve got the knack!
This sentence punches above its weight!