This week let’s write a deep poem. Lots of things can be deep, oceans, snow, thoughts. Post your deepities in the comments below.
(Note: we’re less than ten days from National Poetry Month and, because of the pandemic, Robert Lee Brewer has already started publishing daily prompts on his Poetic Asides blog in anticipation of the April Poem-A-Day Challenge. I encourage all poets to check it out.)
Living Poetry 
The Sea
When I was little I was weak
Dreams I had seem too young ago
Now I am strong enough to walk miles to the deep
The dead calm under the water revitalises my soul
As a young man I saw visions
A fish twisted into a spiral preying on ships
My life worn heart unrests in sleep confusion
Leviathan tangles with my spirit in a dream script
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Posted by Cassa Bassa | March 26, 2020, 1:36 AMLove the Leviathan. Well done!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | March 26, 2020, 10:44 AMThank you! ☺
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Posted by Cassa Bassa | March 26, 2020, 3:43 PMDeepities?
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Posted by JeanMarie | March 23, 2020, 10:37 AMYeah, though I’m sure no one our poetry could be classified as such.
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | March 23, 2020, 4:39 PMDeep in the trenches
Bracing for nature’s flinging
Pollen for the score
Dare I say gone tomorrow
Coughing now brings such alarm
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | March 23, 2020, 7:53 AMGreat last line!
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Posted by JeanMarie | March 23, 2020, 10:37 AMThank you!
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | March 23, 2020, 10:57 AMAgreed!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | March 23, 2020, 4:35 PMDeepities…heehee
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | March 23, 2020, 7:49 AM