"I looked in the mirror.
Life was drawing on my face.
Happiness and sorrows,
Lines engraved,
My own moments
Lost in time,
Deep experiences
Dug in my skin."
This was short but filling. You have rich lines like, " Life was drawing on my face" and "Deep experiences Dug in my skin." With vivid descriptions like this you don't need to say much. Bravo!
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
A people’s heart can be found in their poetic words. In history men and women have stood firmly upon their soapboxes and street corners, rallying the deepest beliefs of people to rise up and be heard. The poetrypages.com has offered that voice a new
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D