I really liked this poem. Amazingly vivid imagery that you can feel and see. Wonderful words and metaphors. Good flow and rhythm. I love the imagery with the dirt blowing, really beautiful. It has maybe a slight spark of decadence with the dirt imagery, but that's about it, only a slight possible glimpse that you're not even sure you saw. Thanks for entering it in my contest anyway though. Wonderful poem, great job.
A little deep our/your memories lie within the dusty cracks of fading thoughts, mixed with tears of both sorrow and joy, what a poem you write with mind and pen.
Interesting! Quite an imaginative way to both describe and think about human memories, and their role in our lives. Like clay, memories can be moulded or shaped by the passage of time. Also, imprints can be left in strips of clay. Perhaps, a metaphor for the fact that memories leave imprints in our minds? Thankyou Marie!
Really liked the imagery of this, it's really well done indeed. I loved the last two lines, they were really captivating. A wonderful job, I really enjoyed this. Keep up the good work!~
I really liked this poem. Amazingly vivid imagery that you can feel and see. Wonderful words and metaphors. Good flow and rhythm. I love the imagery with the dirt blowing, really beautiful. It has maybe a slight spark of decadence with the dirt imagery, but that's about it, only a slight possible glimpse that you're not even sure you saw. Thanks for entering it in my contest anyway though. Wonderful poem, great job.