Mud Poem by Eric Cockrell

Mud

Rating: 5.0


Mud, on my lips.
Nuts cracked, with a hammer!
Rain drenched, black hard night.
Petals, glass, and moss.

Small fire, nothing!

Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: image,shadow
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Kumarmani Mahakul 29 June 2016

Very amazing poem is drafted with petals, glass and mosses. Interesting poem is shared really.10

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