This week, we’re listening deeper.
This is so cool. I can’t wait to hear from all my fav and new poets!
I stared and stared,
at the darkness beneath my feet.
Who are you? I asked,
But the shadow only stared back at me.
Intimidated and enticed,
I tried to grasp it,
But the cul-de-sacs of shadow,
Only floated away from me.
It never went away though; the shadow never leaves you.,
The shadow mustn’t leave you.
It just scattered away, along with the crashing wave.
Is this how it feels like,
I asked myself, to stare at the abyss and having abyss staring back at you?
A voice,
came from behind or perhaps within.
Isn’t shadow an abyss too?
DONE!! Posted as an mp4 note. It felt so fun to create!!! 🥹🥰
Missing this xx
TRAGEDY OF A WASP
A wasp caught in a window,
buzzing to get through the glass.
Doesn't know the bottle around him
Would be his help at last.
Don't know why he comes in the house
Any hole will do, it seems
Then he finds there's no escape
Buzzing can't make true his dream.
So, buzz away until you die
Limited intelligence won't do
When pickles become death traps
A pity you can't sue.
Theresa Greene
Apri 19 ,2025
Thank you, Emma !
This is so cool. I can’t wait to hear from all my fav and new poets!
I stared and stared,
at the darkness beneath my feet.
Who are you? I asked,
But the shadow only stared back at me.
Intimidated and enticed,
I tried to grasp it,
But the cul-de-sacs of shadow,
Only floated away from me.
It never went away though; the shadow never leaves you.,
The shadow mustn’t leave you.
It just scattered away, along with the crashing wave.
Is this how it feels like,
I asked myself, to stare at the abyss and having abyss staring back at you?
A voice,
came from behind or perhaps within.
Isn’t shadow an abyss too?
DONE!! Posted as an mp4 note. It felt so fun to create!!! 🥹🥰
Missing this xx
TRAGEDY OF A WASP
A wasp caught in a window,
buzzing to get through the glass.
Doesn't know the bottle around him
Would be his help at last.
Don't know why he comes in the house
Any hole will do, it seems
Then he finds there's no escape
Buzzing can't make true his dream.
So, buzz away until you die
Limited intelligence won't do
When pickles become death traps
A pity you can't sue.
Theresa Greene
Apri 19 ,2025
Thank you, Emma !