Come Monday.

A pendulum hums
minutes of a week's span,

^^I am an admirer of the very 1st 2 lines of this poem..THe title it self was amazing..
I just think the word hums, was perfect..

each littered carelessly -
'til thrown onto heaping piles
of departed time...
^^I love the wording..it's kind of flowlessss
Tender, clear and poetic..

yet I find myself
trudging through
these recycled days -
along with mannequin souls
of which emotions
have become tethered.
^^Strong strong..strong stanza,
reflecting ur emotions in a very related way.
I feel like being bored and smothered by the routine of our everyday.. U have given me diff images through these 2 stanzas. Both are words to relate to!

Discarding materialistic
belongings -
while salvaging
valuable scraps,
in hopes of
alleviating negativity.
^^I think the usage of adjectives was a bit heavy here..i wish u said through pessimist c hopes.. or something smoother..than the way it was that ( the last 2 lines)
but either way, the feelings been still strong..and the message was still being sent.

'cause come Monday...
nothing will remain,
for all is disposed -
^^Wow..amazingly said.

leaving a vacuous space
to fill with rubbish
from life, forevermore.

^^such a sad poem u know..I love it for the clarity of the atmosphere u have written it in a very well way. The relation is perfect between one stanza and the other..
so much loved it <3 5/5

A poem well written, wording and the emotions of blah worked well as that is what I think you were creating it to be.
good read

Mondays suck...thats all this poem should of said hahahah jk!
this was soooo different I absolutely loved how you worded this poem!
Very unique piece I really loved it

I love the language, the usage of the word pendulum and the emotions portrayed, a very unique piece!

Good work,

5/5 Ingrid

Wow this is such a deep, stirring read.
I completely love every line, its so thoughtful.

This is great.

Well done.