Bitter Wind, Memories

I’m very cold,
Sitting here,
Writing,
In a place simply teeming,
With memories.

Childhood laughter,
Childhood screams,
Echoes of my past.

I’m so much more,
Than I was back then.

Perhaps also,
A little less…

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Written when I was visiting my old primary school.
There are bits in it that I like and bits in it that I don’t… Crit is appreciated. =]

Comments

  • RobertCC
    RobertCCabout 6 years ago

    I like it, its simple and flows well. My only critique is the word teeming doesnt seem to fit there. But i like it

  • Thanks :)

    – Evie T

  • Yessum
    Yessumabout 6 years ago

    I have to say I disagree with Robert. (Sorry, Bobby!) The line with teeming in it is my favourite. I love the halt of teeming, with memories. I love, I love, I love… everything. One of my favourite of your poems, by far.

  • Thanks so, so, so much!! =D

    – Evie T

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