Life is a prose dreamers dream - A Poetic Practice
A hopeless romantic, always looking for someone they can trust, sometimes too hard even for their own good.
Even when common sense tells them to stop, drop and just takes things and crop, them out of their existence from their life's meaning.
All the while you looking back from that piped crack, the bad always gets you going and going into a pit full of vipers, ready to eat you out of a diaper.
Its no wonder how you get so attached, in the distance you looking back at the instance, thinking of all the moments we wrapped up in pride leading all the way till you all cried.
How we all wish things get smooth for all the wrong reasons, burning with fire like death and negative lesions, we feel like its a part, like a bad heart needing to be torn apart.
This little prose practice is dedicated to to @noodlypanda. I was watching the "Entergalactic" movie on Netflix. Unsure if this would be considered as poetic prose.
Wow, you actually did a very, very good job. I applaud you and your efforts.
Hmm not so sure about it being good. Too short and it is hard to really get my head around prose. Maybe a few more in future. Along with all the other things I am trying out I think improvement will be something I would like to see one day.
But thanks am sure based on your experience you know more than me.
It's a learning process for me as well.
I think Edgar Allen Poe used poetry as a process or a journey. In fact poetry is basically an artform of either structure, word picture and feelings.
All the same his work is quite nice and flows fairly well.
Also feel free to tag me in future posts.