Old Fish Being Prepared for Supper
A Poem by
Hardesty
The Ocean at lowtide
Escaped into my Home
HOW FOUL!
© 2017 Hardesty
Author's Note
First poem I wrote in a long time. Just typed something in w/o practicing. Feel free to Critique
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Could have many different meanings, especially depending on the writer's vision and reader's interpretation. Almost seems like frustration at a hurricane's wrath on a coastal town. Or, possibly a metaphor.
Posted 5 Years Ago
Oh... I need a pill, my head is spinning.
Posted 5 Years Ago
Oh... I need a pill, my head is spinning.
simple, and wants me to keep reading.
looking forward for more of your work.
Posted 6 Years Ago
simple, and wants me to keep reading.
looking forward for more of your work.
Of course I wish it was longer. Please expand on this.
Posted 6 Years Ago
Of course I wish it was longer. Please expand on this.
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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Added on September 26, 2017
Last Updated on September 27, 2017
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Hardesty Randolph, MA
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Lover of all things Esoteric.
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