the sun did not
kiss my skin
yesterday, he slept
face around noon
and then went back
to bed; the
his head is in the god damn clouds
I don't even have words to describe your poems. Brilliant work
I see beauty in your words. (Your poems are awesome!)
your words are an experience.
The nature theme of this poem really, really is enhanced by your depiction of the sun and the sun's demeanor. It just allows a much more hearty experience that is compelling and sad and purely beautiful. Love it so much.
Oh, wow, this is just shiver-inducing. Gorgeous.
This is incredibly evocative for a nature poem. Accurately delivered in both imagery and conviction. Thankyou.
can definitely relate to this, especially today o;
This is all so fucking perfect.
You're fucking perfect.
maybe he was looking for some honesty, perhaps he was looking in the wrong place...
I know how he feels.