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Click hereThunderstruck,
Her skirt
Catching light
Played on air,
Catching glimpses
Through trees,
Wary eye
On the incoming storm,
Compass spinning,
She’s
Catching crumbs.
I like catching crumbs <grin... I enjoyed your poem (~_*)
is rather nice, I liked the imagery here, esp in the first stanza but like WickedEve, am not too sure about 'catching crumbs'
I assume this is metaphorical and connects to the first stanza but can't be sure since it isn't made clear.
Still, a great read.
I like minimalist poetry, and this isn't bad, but I think it actually needs to be fleshed out a tad more. :) And what about the crumbs? I can't figure out what they're all about.