Kristen H.
Dec 01, 2022
This poem is part of the contest:

Neopoem Of The Week Contest November 27th to December 3rd 2022

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Achy Hands

When I don’t know what to write
I feel my hand aching to move and
my heart begging to be heard
but the words don’t flow,
my hand feels stuck,
and my heart is
left alone.

Everything feels so heavy.
My head has hurt for days
My eyes have tears that won’t fall.
They want to, but they can’t.
They won’t.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
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 - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: USA - Georgia, USA

Favorite Poets: Lord Alfred Tennyson

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Comments

Geezer

suppose that your title is alright, it brought me in.
I have achy hands myself. I read the poem and by the time I was done,
I had to look at the title again! So your title did its' job.

Your language use is good too, easy to understand and well used.
I like the theme, it shows that people hurt, even as they say
"I'm alright, Don't worry, I'm fine".

It began well, there was a smooth transition from there to an ending
that says The writer won't be fine, but will hold back and people
will say, "It's done!" Good job, I believed every word! ~ Geezer.
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Rula

Rula

2 years 4 months ago

dislike it when words go stubborn so my hands go "itchy"
I can relate.
Thank you for sharing Kristen.