Blood

A poem about illness

Drip upon my feet

Into white bowl

A trail to darken

An' follow me home

Reviews

[HB Rita]

Short, of free verse writing. I can relate to it to the illness.

[Einstein Noodle]

terminal illness as close as blood ... four short lines and i think this paints a vivid scene .. very emotive between the lines says i .. anyone who has been sick and had a hard time shaking it .. anyone who has had a close experience with hospitals and illness, whether one's self or a friend or family member .. can relate .. i think instantly of cancer .. but that's just me ... i saw John had reviewed this on the Cafe's feed and was drawn to the title ... glad i checked it out .. nice one Sick .. and hello! nice to meet you
E.

[TheSick]

Thank you E.
Very nice to meet you too!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Short and punchy piece of free verse with shades of the hospital ward (white Bowl) and someome terminally ill as they follow the darkened path to death (home). Love the opening line!

[TheSick]

On point!
I don't really know that much about poetry (especially its terminology ). I am just posting things that I have written, mostly for myself. But I am so glad that i'm able to get across what i intended! Or, maybe you are just very observant! Thank you very much for your comments!
Its nice to be 'seen'.

Regards

[John Alexander McFadyen]

It is interesting to write different forms of poetry but free verse is versatile, less constraining and is like speaking but in a melody.