Kaitlynn Etheridge Poet Rhyme

Combustion Cycle

The morning dew is shaping my existence

Cold doesn’t describe the darkness of this place

The streets here aren’t lined with gold

Creating new wounds, pouring salt into the old

Eat me, rip me open and apart

You’re like watching a vulture working hard to perfect his art

If we burst into flames, it’s to reshape our existence 

I can go it alone while you worship resistance

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akira artly October 7, 2026 at 9:43 AM I've really been enjoying your poem and the emotions and imagery were so vivid that i could easily picture them as beautiful illustration. I'm a commission-based manga/webtoon artist,and I’d love to discuss the possibility of bringing this poem to life if you're ever interested. Feel free to reach out at gm@il : [email protected]

Beata Agustin November 30, 2023 at 1:11 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Jeanette Swan November 28, 2023 at 11:46 PM I like the last line of resiliance 'I can...'. The character sounds so distressed and hurt with the words you used - especially 'Eat me, rip me open and apart'. These short words really jab and express her pain. That's why her decision to take a stand is uplifting. Thanks for your poem.