Jaymee Thomas Poet Rhyme

Minichu: The Vein of Inspiration

Verses written with veins,  
On thin, irregular lines, pulsing chambers find,
Growing pains. 

Thirsty for eyes,
As each word, poured from vessels mined,
Surmise.

Alone,
Praise-seeking grind,
Blown.

Verses written with veins, 
As each word, poured from vessels mined,
Blown.

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Levi Heintzelman December 1, 2023 at 9:30 AM I'm gonna be completely honest, I did not understand that. Jaymee Thomas December 1, 2023 at 5:23 PM Meh, the Minichu style may not be for everyone. No worries - there is plenty of good stuff out there by a lot of talented people. Happy reading :)

Andrea Dietrich November 26, 2023 at 3:10 PM By the way, your soupmsil to me did not show up in a way I could read it. Can you just answer me in a comment box beneath one of my older poems? I don't know what happened with that soupmsil! Jaymee Thomas November 26, 2023 at 3:24 PM Hi, Andrea. I didn't send you a SoupMail but I did get an empty message from you. When it opened blank I just assumed it was a system glitch... feel free to resend if you were actually trying to reach me about something :)

Andrea Dietrich November 26, 2023 at 3:07 PM Really good one. I find this form difficult to do. Jaymee Thomas December 1, 2023 at 5:25 PM Thanks, Andrea. I find it difficult too and I think that's why I enjoy it so much. Worrying over every word to make sure it supports what you're saying and stays within the syllable count -- some are more successful than others but I feel fiercely loyal to them all :)