My best poem > Coveting - Dreamverse 1

[billy]

i'm afraid not Bianca.

a lot to like about this poem

specially the following verse;

I am that
wooden family
well-made
Amish rocking
chair that rocked
all the babies
by and by
to the lullabies.
Sung by the moms
and dads and grandmas.

what a great vinaigrette.

and also;

I am the cold
muddy field
under the
beautiful white
swans, eating -
plucking the worms
getting covered
with dirt.
feeling their
warm bellies
and webbed feet
walking over me.

another great image.
i love the originality of it. the belly in your mud

if i had one nit it's that i think the poem can stand alone without the definition intro's
but that's just a minor nit.

i really enjoyed the reading of it. the flow of it and the Amish rocking chair of it

thanks for the read Bianca