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Volcanic Eruption

There's whispers deep in my soul Secrets guide me through the darkest night A hidden poetic gem shines whole This gem calms my inner fright There is a light dancing from my dreams Leaving stars twinkling in my eyes A sweet spirit within my soul beams As the crack of dawn begins to rise Within a poem begins to form As hot lava bubbling I need a chance to pen my storm All those confused thoughts troubling If only my whispers wouldn't leave That molten lava in my dreams Maybe a volcanic work I'd weave I must write or molten lava streams It will explode shooting into the air Ash, steam, sulfuric acid pours From horrible words, you I'll spare If only I didn't have so many chores
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George Avatar
July 19, 2025 at 10:01 PM
The birth of a poem is like a volcanic eruption. Thoughts will be steaming inside. Without anticipation, sometimes eruption takes place and as hot lava streams down, words will flow down. Beautiful analogy and a sweet poem.
Kendrick Avatar
July 20, 2025 at 3:55 AM
Valsa, I used to wake up at night with thoughts troubling and I would need to write, but not as much anymore. Thanks for the visit. Sara K
Horne Avatar
July 16, 2025 at 3:54 AM
yes, writing is so cathartic - had to smile at the last line
Kendrick Avatar
July 20, 2025 at 3:54 AM
Yes, sometimes men have too many chores as well. Thanks for dropping by. I appreciate the visit. Sara K
Fowler Avatar
July 15, 2025 at 7:32 AM
Enchanting poem with great rhyming Sara. Writing is an excellent form of release. :)
Kendrick Avatar
July 20, 2025 at 3:53 AM
I totally agree, Linda. Thanks for the visit. Sara K
Dutta Avatar
July 3, 2025 at 10:20 PM
So nicely composed. I’m charmed. Have Good Days
Kendrick Avatar
July 4, 2025 at 4:42 AM
Why, thank you, Anisha. I appreciate the visit. Sara K
Peranteau Avatar
July 2, 2025 at 5:19 PM
suhhhmbody is unleashing a storm in sheep's underwear...i were fall'n in love and then, az vesuvius whaap! I mean...(((kaboom)))...there'z artist all up in this write...Thanx...much love
Kendrick Avatar
July 2, 2025 at 5:24 PM
Why, thank you, James. I appreciate the kind review. Sara K
Goldsmith Avatar
July 2, 2025 at 2:18 PM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful "Volcanic Eruption" write. Great last line. Yes, chores go far away so we can write more. "Good Luck" We both did this one. Have a wonderful/blessed day writing away..........
Kendrick Avatar
July 2, 2025 at 4:11 PM
Why, thank you, Paula. The chores overtake us don't they. Sara K
Vaso Avatar
July 1, 2025 at 11:40 PM
Beautiful way to express these emotions! Loved this.
Kendrick Avatar
July 2, 2025 at 2:40 AM
Arthur, I am glad that you understand. Thanks for the visit. Sara K
Canerdy Avatar
July 1, 2025 at 5:06 PM
Vividly descriptive and emotional piece, Sara, one that I'm sure resonates with other poets.
Kendrick Avatar
July 2, 2025 at 2:38 AM
Thank you, Janice. I appreciate the visit and nice review of my work. I hope that others can see how writing helps relieve the pressure within through this work. Sara K
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