those beans
their dark colors
their ominous growth
their rich flavors
and although many others
flee from their taste
i run into their arms
embracing their grace
and what if we
cook them so long
they fry
like scarabs in the sun
over time,
this conversation means
that i really like
fried beans
i was challenged by my friend to write a poem about beans in order to get out of a writing slump. i succeeded, and ended up liking the end result. tell me what your opinion is of beans.
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stupid poetry
Poetryi'm writing this book to build more confidence in my writing. whenever i get frustrated or just feel an extreme emotion, i try my best to capture it with words. i might leave backstories to what caused me to write the poem, just depends on how i'm f...
