No Drawers [Apostrophe Ode]

Source: thebellacottage.com

Oh drawer show thyself I need thy space so urgently.

Your broad frames shelter the weight– the load of  garments.

See how they stack in darker corners waiting gently.

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Your depth is like the deep of an eagle’s flight,

such majestic soft closing keep the edges clean.

Happy you make my scattered gems ready for your light.

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Who smoothed thy front in rows delicately kissed in roses?

Who polished your handle to glow my reflection like mirrors?

The sun reaches its peak– you shine like posies.

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Poetry Form: Ode: Oh that  troublesome iambic pentameter showing its head again and of course I seldom back down from a challenge, so the above is my honest try.

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Prompt: Drawers: I decided to talk about the drawer instead of the content because, well I lack drawers. Some I am trying to flatter them into existence. Please do not laugh. Haha.

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Literary Device: Apostrophe: I tried to praise a drawer that this poem is so laughable. This device made me realize how much crap I can talk sometimes and/or how I can see beauty in anything that I choose. [Lesson learnt here]

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