Notes About The Poem
This began as a Japanese form of poetry called, Choka, with 5 and 7 syllables but ended up with 7 syllables each line. Oh well, it is what it is! ;)

Sevens, Shovels and Spades

Sevens, Shovels, and Spades

Dig, dig, dig. Black soil and stone
Earth worms wiggle , Decay bones

Dig, dig, dig, scatter seeds there
Sprouting, searching sun and air

Dig, dig, dig, To hide our dead
Six feet under, body bed

Dig, dig, dig, create new life
Born of earth, Feed appetites 

Dig, dig, dig, Shovel and Spade
Flowers grow from planted pain

Dig,  dig,  dig, Work never done
Then I see that I'm the one 

Dig, dig, dig , out of this hole
Skin so pale and Icy cold

Dig, dig, dig. Deep down inside
Reveal secrets graveyards hide.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Rodrigues Avatar
May 19, 2024 at 7:43 PM
That happens to me too. A poem becomes what it becomes. Stay creative!
Woods Avatar
May 20, 2024 at 1:35 AM
Thanks ill try! Good to know! Take care Kim...xo
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