Wednesday, December 19, 2018

WIP: Christmas Edition

Here is a poem I wrote for a class this past semester. The rough draft and the final draft.





Waterways, flowing through a cove
Lounging along
Paintings above me, lining the walls
Marks of those who came before
Flowing through a cove

Liquid lights move alongside me
Bubbles creep, I sweep past
Silently gliding, peaceful past
Flowing through a cove

Spacious caverns open above
Raindrops hardened, dangling from the ceiling
The knives of the ground reach to them,
Flowing through a cove

Brilliant day – the blinding light
Skies of azure, merge with cerulean waves
Into this I lazily arrive
Floating through a cave









FINAL DRAFT



Waterways flow through a cove
Lounge along.
Paintings above me line the walls
Marks of those who came before
Flowing through a cove

Liquid lights move alongside me
Bubbles creep, I sweep past
Silently gliding, peaceful past
Flowing through a cove

Spacious caverns open above
Raindrops harden, dangle from the ceiling
The knives of the ground reach to them,
Flowing through a cove

Brilliant day – the blinding light
Skies of azure, merge with cerulean waves
Into this, I lazily arrive

Floating through a cave




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