Rusty Rake

Written: December 09, 2023 ____________________________________ solitary slope whispers below by the vernacular aphonic with a fierce wind and unbiased rock bucolic vibe is ponderous It's chameleon patois In schizoid iridescence and fluffy sky I decipher everything while trudging uphill as blind Into the mouth of irrational tempest no reason to stay here as haze covers the sky crows excel at tracing the white trail.

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Ink Empress

Date: 12/10/2023 9:14:00 AM

A very meaningful and deep write this is. Every line conveys so many emotions in this poem and you’ve said it in a very metaphorical manner with such descriptive diction. I especially felt and resonated with “ I decipher everything while trudging uphill as blind” me too sometimes the wisest thing to do is act like you dont see or hear the cruel plans and cynical chameleons of life. Whilst carrying on with what needs to be done and staying focused. A profound and deep write this is dr sotto.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 12/10/2023 6:24:00 AM

Fabulous write, my friend. Much enjoyed your descriptions.

Hiya Sharma

Date: 12/10/2023 6:10:00 AM

Sigh, I've been on this road many times in life, although I'm quite young, but I've witnessed some very heart-wrenching darkness in my life.. This is quite a thought-provoking write with quite poignant shades to ponder about.Your wordsmithery is really artistic and heartfelt,with being truly evocative!"solitary slope whispers below","bucolic vibe is ponderous","In schizoid iridescence..fluffy sky","as haze covers the sky,crows excel..tracing the white trail"the elements of omen can be felt here

Sara Kendrick

Date: 12/10/2023 3:44:00 AM

Oh!! Whoa!! Crows tracing a white trail. Bad situation when the crows are flying into the exhaust of jets. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K

Bill Baker

Date: 12/9/2023 6:32:00 PM

This may be way off, my friend, but here goes. Climbing up the hills in life, struggling to understand the unnatural ways man has chosen to say and do things, is dull and unfulfilling, even from a position of success there is little meaning and little reason to stay where you are at. Those that would feed on man, see us only as a white trail. Much to contemplate, my friend. Think on things or people that are meaningful in your heart. My thoughts are with you, Bill

Tom Woody
Date: 12/9/2023 6:47:00 PM

Dang, and I thought it really was about a rusty rake. I'm not too deep

Paige Hind

Date: 12/9/2023 5:59:00 PM

Dark, heavy... "white trail" and "crows" create a deep sense here at the end.