untitled 'S'

Silent sinking- Sensations

stir-still, starved stamina-

So sweetly- sparrows sing

silken silence's- song.

Spoken sounds swiftly swipe-

-Sporadic sobs- softly streaming-Sideways.

Silken -sashes slide-

smearing solemn skin steadily.

Sorrow –swinging-- spitefully so

sorrows Stamps strong spirits.

I had to write a 10 line poem about death or my place in society. (See if you can guess which one, pretty obvious though) in Emily Dickinson's writing form. Well I did use her form, considering the dashes and the sporadic lines but the alliteration was all me. I felt like playing around with it so here is the final result!