a sponge in the mirror washing embers and dust

mirror asponge cleansing

a mirror i see before me the  sponge connects to ther other side i see what is held deeply can not completely control me.

wish wash away break of the harvest day antanmically strange the raven spoke to me i wonder what he spoke to me embers ablaze haze wax wane aqgain? 

Author's Note

observation is the key to youtr sincerity

Reviews

[Riley Justine]

I don't know what type of structure you were trying to achieve here. If you want it to be a poem seperate it into verses and stanzas. Look over it for capitalization and spelling. I would also think about giving it a shorter title, and then capitalize it properly.

[Joe_VILOT_]

thank you for the input i will work on this and thus improve upon it