Drip, drip, drip,
like a faucet leaking slow,
running through my mind,
like a rabbit in the snow.
Tick, tick, tick,
like a clock that counts the time,
snatching at my focus,
whirling like a dime.
Drip, drip, drip,
like a faucet leaking slow,
running through my mind,
like a rabbit in the snow.
Tick, tick, tick,
like a clock that counts the time,
snatching at my focus,
whirling like a dime.
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
I agree with Lonnie
I was interested and I was hoping for more!!
Cheers, Lori
Cute,
but needs more to give real content.
thanks
im glad y'all commented. My purpose in making it a short poem was so that you would be left craving more and let it drive u crazy, hence INSANITY
LOL, it worked.
The drip drip drip brings to our modern horrid minds waterboarding and chinese water torture.
Rhiannon
I enjoyed this poem, and I can see what you were trying to do but I think it deserves one more stanza.
Was the White rabbit a Lewis Caroll reference ?
Good stuff
Lou
white rabbit
yes, i love Caroll