Saltpan

beaten hard under a harsh sun
losing all sap in the burning urn
left behind are white crystals
adding taste from pan to pan

good deeds no matter how small
though unseen still stand out

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Somewhere in the world, IND

Comments

chevyvent

7 years 1 month ago

Words that could uplift & heal

"beaten hard under a harsh sun
losing all sap in the burning urn", very good choice words:
In words that are simple from the brigade of taste.
Takes you away through both time & space
We learn to embrace each an every step of the way
Words that could uplift & heal;
Here are a few of such delicate pieces:

raj

7 years 1 month ago

Thanks Mario for the read and

Thanks Mario for the read and comment...
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IRiz

7 years 1 month ago

I like this one a lot.

I like this one a lot.
Meter is pretty strong.
Idea is conveid by fresh words.
A pleasure to read.

raj

7 years 1 month ago

Thanks IRiz

for taking time to read and appreciative comment. Means a lot when poets like you do that.
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IRiz

7 years 1 month ago

I am only a poet when I write

I am only a poet when I write
and a reader for the rest of the time.