The small bird
firmly placed
in my throat
shimmers
like a green wound
all by itself
when I see you
The small bird
firmly placed
in my throat
shimmers
like a green wound
all by itself
when I see you
Sweet little piece. I like the optimistic view in your poetry. Cheers!
Haha! Optimistic is usually the last word used to describe my poetry. But, thank you![]()
Anything about the struggle of youthful love, at my age, is optimistic to me. But yes, you are right that your poems aren't outright optimistic.