Stricken

You start the poem but cannot end it insoluble through teared eyes A whipping wrecking ball swung, slugging your breast striking a sharp chord of melancholy thought hidden a random book, a random page, a random long-forgotten line; yet…

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Valsa George

Date: 7/3/2024 5:23:00 AM

Another poignant write. Unable to complete what is undertaken, mind oscillates into melancholic thoughts. I am not familiar with this poetic form, but can say, your poem is striking.

Terry Miller
Date: 7/4/2024 12:52:00 AM

Thank you so much Valsa for your kind comments

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 6/26/2024 8:23:00 AM

I enjoyed reading your wonderful "stricken" write. Yes, we start then maybe we finish. Have a great day writing away..............

Terry Miller
Date: 7/1/2024 1:53:00 AM

Thank you Paula