Poem -
Of our own
Voids remain voids if theyĀ
Are cast off too long.
There is serious weight behindĀ
Holes that won't close
And a case to be made over
Whose stitches get sowed.
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Some peoples holes as wellĀ
As my own dig into where
You'd presume there's a soulĀ
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So I tunnel in best I can.
Sometimes stumbleĀ
With the weight that's bestowed.
Figure, we've all got holes
Enough of our own.Ā
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I absolutely love the melody here, yes we all have holes or tears or scars it's what we do with those that counts. Rory, your poems are amazing my friend. š¹Ā
Your title could be a better one dear Rory, hole (could mean anything) something likeĀ
Buried deep?Ā
Profound
Gaping hole
Tunnel of reflectionsĀ
Deep and darkĀ
Of course you know I'm not bossing you around and I surely wouldn't suggest at all if I didn't love your work. I know in any case you won't take my curiosity offensively, Or Keep it as is, of course but I cannot help but show some possibilities for an even more beautiful title. Friends of poetry always. XĀ
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That's a beautiful title sir. š¹Ā
I am lately of a mind that none of us can be filled R. Temporary fillers along the course of our lives is the best we can hope for x