There's a coffee can on a cliff
Like a shoeshine cup it sits
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Woah dude, trippy poem...I may not be as elaborate with the vocab as the other guys, but wow...haha that's a thought to keep in your head when you go to sleep at night..
You must read this one without trying to make sense of it. Listen to it - like music. Just let it play and absorb the sensations you feel, the images you see, the unpredictable flow of it and somehow understand..... why you were inspired to write about 'coffee can on a cliff'. Bloody magnificent poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Blending the macabre, the divine - absurd, on the cliff. - Will
One can dissect this one couplet by couplet and line by line, peeling back layers of meaning. At once irreverent and pondering, the poem's voice wanders along a thought-lined landscape, glimpsing something new with each step. One cool poem. Many thanks, G