Poetry / Voluptuous Trepidation
This instant
tastes like
wormwood,
scrap metal,
perspiration,
latex gloves,
stale cookies,
boxed wine,
aluminum foil,
petroleum vapors,
your honest forehead,
the refrigerator’s insides,
the salt of your back,
worn-out gestures,
your blooming
indifference,
pavement,
gravity,
beauty,
clean wind,
green apples,
the heavy future,
the expansive
horizon,
peace,
soil,
& living
on.
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Your poetry really could use a specififc rhyme sceme. It seem like your just making a huge list. for example “This instant tastes like wormwood, scrapmetal, perspiration, latex gloves, stale cookies, boxed wine, aluminum foil, petroleum vapors. you could proboly get by on about half that many decriptive words. Your describing it so much that people probobly forget what they are reading about. Its cool how your writting make a design but its seem to have little or no meaning. poetry is supposed to be many words describing many situations not many words describing a situation. and even if its supposed to describe one then go back to the situation after a few describing words for example “This moment tasiste like wormwood and scrap metal, this instant reeks of latex gloves and boxed wine, this very secound, and so on. Well I hope my critisism was contructive enough for you. best of luck to you and your writtings.
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