This poem was a tricky revision. It has an additional three beginning lines, but I wanted it to fit for a contest about rust. Which worked well as the ending image. This is truly Daily 40 and the first lines are
Below is the poem entitled Heart Rust which was written by poet
Ehrhardt. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The oldest man drinks quick sips
Of the Ebony’s night poison
hoping that the meager amounts
wouldn’t accumulate in the soft organ tissue.
But the tricky gray emotions
Would trickle up from the bog’s soil
Building in the heartier parts
of the man’s main pump--causing rust.