by Poet on the Piano Jan 15, 2021
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
I wake up past noon, |
by nouriguess
Leaving the bed could be an exhausting job sometimes. Time flies and another day is gone. I hope you find peace once again. |
Thank you, always <3 |
by Em
Hello, the title leads much the the imagination because although it's about a specific day it makes me question whether or not this is a good or bad day or whether it's clearly titled friday bexiase you cannot leave the title blank, and I guess I'll find out. |
This is spot-on. Thanks so much Em, really means a lot! |
by Mr. Darcy
Some days are best to forget. This description/metaphor of a day where a mood for enjoyment has been drained is effective. I like the time elapsing stanzas and the format of the word 'nothing'. To me, by spreading this word, it spreads the meaning of nothing out to dilute it as far as you can. |
Thanks so much. |