The sea may be too deep to me.
The sky is yet to far to reach,
and the fire with its’ burning sigh.
Through all of these,
I will not fold.
I still be here…
And from my own will,
sawdust will spring.
Critics and critiques are welcome :)
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The first four lines have wonderful imagery and power but I am unable to connect with the final lines. Short is often more powerful than some long ramble.
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I love the fact that its short but talks to me alot. Great work! I especially loved the last two lines.
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I love the imagery in the second and third line... and this is really interesting... short, but wonderful. Thank you for sharng, and be blessed
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