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I burnt my apple oatmeal on the
stove top while you massacred our
vows - callous with your pose and
words. Our love poems and
our breakfast scones are
bitter now… singed
toast - litter
for the
birds.
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-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨
About the Creator
Gina C.
Twice-published in Vocal's Moment of Freedom Collection:
Poet🧚♀️✨
Fantasy writer
Waterfall Rhymer
📖🖊️ my novel & poetry book!
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- Ghosts of Relationships' Past Series
- Inspirational Series
Comments (13)
Love turned to singed litter - fabulous poem!
love the sharp style of this poem. Well put down.
Hey Gina, I love the frank simplicity of this and the imagery which speaks volumes! Hope you are going well. Best! 😊👍
I especially loved how love poems and bitter scones rhymed! You nailed this challenge!
Damn this is good. I love the combination/ juztaposition of ordinary household occurances and life changing heartbreak. So impactful.
the burnt toast picture fits the poem wonderfully.
Impressive use of imagery! This unfolded so smoothly yet with that taste of bitterness
This was great! Love the imagery with the brunt toast! Well. Scones haha
Loved it Gina
This was a fantastic entry, so visually appealing
I love the word 'singed'. Just fills in all the sensory blanks! Great entry, my friend :)
Oh wow. That was fantastic. Great job, my friend.
That was funny , I have done this so many times. Great challenge entry