ROOM
Need to give myself
Room
In the quiet of my
Bedroom
Life filled with
Gloom
Feelings of
Doom
Sweep it out with a
Broom
Hawaiian habit of
Choom
Shut my door
Cloom
Virus affords no
Headroom
Disaster starts to
Loom
Mental fatigue starts to
Bloom
My head going
Boom
Take a ride
Vroom, vroom
Go really fast
Zoom, zoom
No need to
Groom
Room
Room
Room
(Explanations:
Choom: Hawaiian word for smoking pot
Cloom: Close in a glutinous, sticky manner)
Well done. I like poetry for the power of few words to say a lot!! You capture the pandemic madness!
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Speak volumes of life in a darkened moment!
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This fits the way we really think and speak in our mind- in phrases, words. The piece makes you feel claustrophobic. Even desperate. Nice job even though poetry is not my thing.
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Brian Wilson could set this to music! Oh, wait…..
Nicely done!
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