River to Nowhere
A Poem A Day Challenge - February 11th, 2024.
disappearing beneath a canopy of vines;
watching the water
as it trickles by
the mirror
hiding in the depths
of vengeance.
tiptoe through the mud.
bathe in the ash;
a thousand suns.
bite the hand that feeds you
the last supper;
a gift from your creator.
meet your maker.
take your shoes off,
and
dine with the devil.
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Been a couple of days. Dunno what this is, but it's another attempt at Inverse poetry.
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Ashley Lima
I think about writing more than I write, but call myself a writer as opposed to a thinker.
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Oooo, I loved the reversed version more! Well done!