Bushels of leaves are
left
under
rising
clouds
of despair
and memories
of chestnuts
and acorns
haunt us
leave us
gasping
for air
Read a few, liked most of what I read, and really enjoyed this one. Filling in the blanks and pauses allowed me to actually turn your poem into mine with my own thoughts. Not sure if I stated that correctly, but it was well worth the read.
that's part of the purpose of the style is to allow the reader to add in their own thoughts and ideas. thank you for reading and glad you enjoyed.
Read a few, liked most of
Read a few, liked most of what I read, and really enjoyed this one. Filling in the blanks and pauses allowed me to actually turn your poem into mine with my own thoughts. Not sure if I stated that correctly, but it was well worth the read.
that's part of the purpose of
that's part of the purpose of the style is to allow the reader to add in their own thoughts and ideas. thank you for reading and glad you enjoyed.