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AP ( / Kherson, Ukraine)

Bones

my bones layed down to rest,
my skin crawled underneath.
they told us we'd gone with the best,
they said it with so much grief.
i almost looked away,
i almost did not watch.
but in the end i kept on looking,
i think i saw too much.
images of broken homes,
bruises, cuts, and scrapes.
all the people, all alone
how much does it take?
i almost looked away,
i almost did not watch.
but in the end i kept on looking,
and i think i saw too much.

[not my usual writing style. more musical, lyrically.]

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Ana you sound like the kind of woman who would call me a patronising bullshitter if I gave you too much praise, but I'll risk a little: your eye is good and you express yourself poetically. You write with intelligence and with youth - both wonderful gifts, though you might not always see the latter as such, yet! And don't be too concerned about staying within a particular style. This one is good. Stay with us. You have talent. jim
Ana, you give your reader just enough information to whet the appetite for more. There is something haunting about this piece - open to a myriad of interpretations. Perhaps a disaster, perhaps an experience in a hospital, or an hallucination... Yes, the poem flows in a lyrical style and the repetition works very well. An arresting piece. love, Allie xxxx