Thank you for that, Kiya - it's not many brave the wilds of my portfolio to discover my little 8-line poems, so it's wonderful to have some feedback on them. Much appreciated!
Wonderful poem that links footprints to bits and pieces of our memories over the years.
As we get older, we do leave a mark behind - footprints if you will - and even as they fade away, they'll always linger and be a reminder of what we once were.
Thanks for sharing this poignant piece with us, and keep on writing!
In the land of insects where the bugs do fly,
the lawn’s a mighty forest and the deserts magnified;
so huge are the obstructions and catastrophe so vast,
survival needs great stamina and armoured outer cast.
The creatures there like tanks go lumb’ring to and fro,
their carapace so clumsy and their faces made of stone,
they spin their webs and beat their wings,
they chirp and grind and holler, in alien chorus sing.
Line count: 8
Rhymed couplets
For Express It In Eight, 09.26.24
Prompt: Article regarding the appearance of insects.
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