Image Poem by Christopher Okiri
Image
Rating: ★5.0
Sometimes you just want to punch the air
What victory is to be garnered there
Mining the hollow of mindlessness?
Shaking the stump of a hewed-down tree
Soon fall apples into your laps free
Than the whipped-thin emptiness
If it be a punch-bag which is with air filled
There's likelihood you'll be fulfilled
In your striking image and likeness
Wednesday, November 9, 2022
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5/16/2024 7:57:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What are we mining out of our lives? "the hollow of mindlessness"? Great write! Top score