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Parched Soul

Nonet Poem

By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶Published about a year ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read
Parched Soul
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Generously, I poured myself out

Reviving your thirsty, parched, soul

Thanklessly, you greedily

Consumed my offering

And expected more

Sadly, empty

I can no

Longer

Give.

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Written for the Breakup Nonet Challenge.

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  • Paul Stewart8 months ago

    Damn. This is the one. This is going in the Anthology. Thanks for sharing this Angie. I am sorry I hadn't read it until now, but I want this immortalised in the book! Thank you for sharing it with me and submitting it. This is powerful and with a pertinent message.

  • L.C. Schäferabout a year ago

    Don't ever let anyone make a dessert out of you ♥

  • Caroline Cravenabout a year ago

    Gosh, I really felt this one. So good. Great work.

  • Hannah Mooreabout a year ago

    Just an utter lack of balance. It suits the structure.

  • D.K. Shepardabout a year ago

    This is so good, Angie! “Thanklessly”, “greedily”, “consumed” were such a strong progression of words! The strict giver and taker dynamic is never a good one…

  • John Coxabout a year ago

    It’s amazing how quickly some people believe the sacrifice of others is their due. Beautiful Nonet, Angie!

  • Mariann Carrollabout a year ago

    So true. Those life suckers. They do not know how to give back they suck the life out you. Hopefully you have recovered from such person. Excellent poetry

  • I've poured into other's empty cups when my own cup was empty, so this was so relatable. I'm trying to learn that we cannot pour from an empty cup. Loved your Nonet!

  • D. J. Reddallabout a year ago

    Clear and compelling, this poem conjures painful memories for me and, no doubt, for many others! Nice work!

  • Poppy about a year ago

    This is so raw and evocative. Love it!

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