Under Appreciated Spring

Written on a whim

The howls are more intense

as the lunar magnatism

becomes more intimate then ever.

Suddenly her cries

are more than

the pillow can handle

and the bed becomes

a river of loves neglect.

Everyone who has had a hand

in tainting the cloud she floated on

will feel the storm

of a thousand Aprils

till they drown in sorrow.

Reviews

[SpokenWord]

Sounds like she is preparing a salty dish of revenge on some people. Her will is deliberate as you paint this picture in poetic versus that streams the feeling of the rise and fall of her by others hands. It is a long way down from the pedelstole that men place women on. Great write.

[Eile MacIntyre]

I really, really like this.

[Shellie]

Your a genius!!!! The last few lines are awesome!!!! [as is the whole poem...but wow those lines just stand out]. x

[Kerry O'Connor]

I really like this poem - a touch of surrealism, and a lot of Spring fever.

[Helen Crutchett]

Yes, powerful intense and brilliant. Loved it.....well done!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Wow! Powerful!