RE: Dead Posts Bobbing in the Blockchain, a Dead Poem Society Contest

[figuringoutsrn]

Although I am way out of the phase, this poem still speaks to me and maybe you too. Enjoy:
https://steemit.com/life/@figuringoutsrn/what-is-it-to-process-signals

Comments

[rensoul17]

This is a poem that was busy the rhymic flow was like a rollercoaster ride in the twilight zone, I scrambled to read between the line found meaning in some stanza after the fact, the way it is written caused a crazy delay in my comprehending the piece and then seconds later I found myself saying oh I get it. This poem had layers and dimensions. Well done @figuringoutsrn

[prydefoltz]

for you, dear observer.
There isn't much time left.
the treasury has been bereft
of her and her's
golden years
are now over.
four leaved clover
has dried.

Great write, FSO:)

[figuringoutsrn]

great event, @prydefoltz

[zeleiracordero]

Who is that who filters and crawls?
in your face and empty rooms?

Interesting way to present the topic. Good job, @figuringoutsrn.

[figuringoutsrn]

thanks :)

[xplore]

She is not here
But memories are
Is she even gone at all?
You have no idea how much this poem speaks to me..
Is she even gone at all?
Awesome piece my friend and a very deep one too..

[figuringoutsrn]

I am glad you enjoyed as I did your work. :)
something fundamentally common we all feel sin't it? loss.

[creationofcare]

Dried herbs are never so piquant as fresh flush.