Howard Kerr Poet Rhyme

Depression I Sense

Depression I can sense,
on the facial expressions of angst-ridden souls,
so  immense

Yet hope has wings,
from those who  treasure benign roles,
and sweet things

Blue mood
cures one extols
wooed

Depression I can sense,
from those who treasure benign roles,
wooed

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Mohan Chutani March 19, 2026 at 8:11 AM Howard, thanks for participating in my contest. The feelings of depression can be taken care of if one flies on wings of hope well in time. Congratulations for your placement. Best. Mohan. Howard Kerr March 19, 2026 at 8:58 AM Mohan, I found your contest a stimulating challenge. Thanks for your insightful comment on one of my lines and for building on it. Your placement is much appreciated, Howard

Sara Kendrick March 19, 2026 at 4:54 AM No everyone picks up on those signs so it is good if you can sense them and maybe would be able to help someone in such a situation. Thanks for sharing this one with us. I guess it must be for a contest because it seems like someone had the minichu form going. Sara Howard Kerr March 19, 2026 at 5:43 AM This poem is an entry for a minichu contest, Sara. The relevant contest is now closed. I love your precise reflections on my writings. Thanks for that, Howard

Andrea Dietrich March 18, 2026 at 3:36 PM Oh I am guessing this is minichu? Great job of it Howard Kerr March 18, 2026 at 6:39 PM Minichu it is, Andrea. Many thanks for your encouragement Howard

John Puckett March 17, 2026 at 1:37 PM Well expressed, Howard. I particularly like the line - 'Yet hope has wings'. God bless you. John. Howard Kerr March 17, 2026 at 6:09 PM Thank you so very much, John, for your kind review, Howard