Medicine for my broken bones was poison for my soul. My mind clouded in a thick fog; my perceptions were twisted like a kaleidoscope behind my eyes. Drowning in paranoid thoughts.
Writing 201 – Dilaudid Fog
19 Thursday Feb 2015
Posted in Poetry, Writing 201
I really like this. Powerful words! Nicely done 🙂
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Great imagery.
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Thank you so much. This task was refreshing after yesterday’s concrete poetry, which drove me equally mad.
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Great job
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So many things that “help” us can also damage us at the same time. Well done.
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Great poem and use of metaphors. I especially liked “like a kaleidoscope behind my eyes”, very creative.
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Thank you for your kind words. I appreciate the feedback.
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Tight imagery and so well written. I like your poetry. 🙂
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Thank you so much for your kind words.
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