Like a second world war
The second primal poetry
Hit the family noe
Across the universe
And questions flys
How do I feel?
When they talk?
What can I say?
What can they feel?
What are my likes like?
But the theme is
Healing them all
For their hearts sink heavily
For their souls need to be consoled
For Justice I feel to taste.
Comments
Same as with "Closest", nothing to do with the workshop.
How about editing these two poems out of the workshop back to the Stream where they belong, there's nothing wrong with them, they are fine poems, just unrelated to the workshop.
read the workshop description and thread
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/primal-poetry
Then please make a sincere attempt to meditate to the drumbeat
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MmQ1H4wU0zs
and describe what you see.
I give you my word, Simon, it is not difficult and it will reward you with a stunning visual trance experience.
Maybe
it's a mixed up, maybe I did read it well but I surely will do something about it.
just sit in a comfy chair
relax, breathe, clear your mind, close your eyes and listen to the drumming.
Then you don't see blackness, you see colours and forms.
Let go, don't try to think, just watch. The colours and forms will resolve into images. You are in a waking dream.
When it is finished just write down what you saw and felt without trying to make poetry.
Good luck.