Wednesday comes around
like a freight train,
burrowing into my skull.
Wednesday brings dark skies
and merciless rain
which pierces through my soul.
My Wednesday should bring
forgiveness or forgetfulness
for all I have ever done,
but-
Wednesday is like a demon
pouring salt into my wounds,
trying to undo me.
Wednesday brings a wrecking ball
tearing at these fragile walls
quite indiscriminately.
Author notes
POY
Theme: Just another day of the week...
Give me a critical thought.
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No
Again, very close! You had me all the way up until the "pouring salt into my wounds" line. It's one of those comparisons that has just been done soooo many times. I love your other similes, imagery, and how easily I too can relate to the poem.
Thanks so much for bringing your talents to the POY. I sincerely hope you'll join us in future PO contests, where you'd receive more in-depth critiques of your work.
Best wishes, and good luck in all your writing endeavors.
~J. -
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Earlier poems sronger. -
Yes ~
I can not comment, per say the Rules, but I just wanted to say....I almost said No to this entry, as it will have a hard time placing amongst the top 6 Trophy spots.....but.....I have been surprised by my scoreboard more than once ~
Good luck!
Bear ~
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Yes~
So very relatable
good luck
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