dripping in garnet
precious are drops of garnet collected in the palms of your hand
merciful, your life’s ruby red poured out for a soul like me
sacrifice from the highest King, now my lips and pen must sing
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eagerly I wait the morrow, four nice Poe like iambs, nice
thank you very much!!!!
This reads so nicely. And where three line poems are often haikus, the long lines here make the form feel surprisingly, and refreshingly, unique. Solid, solid poem.
thank you so much!! i really appreciate the feedback, i was at odds with posting something so short, so i am glad it was solid !
so good to see your writing on here, missed reading it!!
karrington, i will cry. gonna read through yours, im so excited to see your words <3 you've been a part of my poetry journey and for that im so grateful!!!!