My latest entry in Three Line Thursday’s weekly poetry contest wherein we respond to the above photo prompt with three lines of poetry. I was lucky enough to receive some feedback despite not winning from the judge:
Penetrating writing, frenzied feelings. “to capture it, bottle it, shelter it.” An endless yearning. I feel the jaded bitterness, of calloused feet, and weary soul. Wonderful!
Searching for the infinite in the infinitesimal,
trying to capture it, bottle it, shelter it.
My feet grow calloused.
Milam's Musings 