Poem Body
perched upon a pallet
each powerful pull
prompting further
his pickled pitch of pep
all promises
proclamations
played out
and unproductive
perched upon a pallet
each powerful pull
prompting further
his pickled pitch of pep
all promises
proclamations
played out
and unproductive
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Great to see you back, mate!
A sound, effective piece, elegantly written. Great title.
proclomations [proclamations].
Hope to see more of you.