Write what you think. I'm just curious. For every good poem I write, I also write a lot of reflections and mediocre poems.
Today I am a broken bottle, Lost in a stormy sea. My sharp edges have been diminished, After crashing through the strong current. Maybe I will be picked up, Maybe I will wash up on shore. But then again maybe not, And I will sink to dark depths unknown by you, Unknown by all.
Today I am a broken bottle, Alone in a salty sea. My sharp wit has been diminished, After having nothing around to test it. Maybe I will meet someone, Maybe I will be able to speak. Bu then again maybe not, And my shining mind will drift into a giant maelstrom, Unknown by all.
Today I am but broken glass, Nothing left to identify me. My body has been diminished, After breaking off against the sand and rock. Maybe I will be better once more, Maybe I will be rejuvenated. But then again maybe not, And my crafty glamour will be lost for eternity, Unknown by all.
Today I am no longer here, Part of the ocean's flow. My existence has been diminished, After having nothing to sustain it's splendor. Maybe it was for the better of all, Maybe I will have a better life this way. But then again maybe not, And my pain will drift though the world's waves, Unknown by all.
and another thing, know your types of poetry. yours is sort of a random, uneven blend of a sort of an elegy, lyrical type thing. and the "But then again maybe not" line sounds very informal.
and the "But then again maybe not" line sounds very informal.
Fair enough.
[Note what I said before the actual poem about sometimes writing "self reflections".]
Quote: from Anonymous at 6:43 pm on Dec. 21, 2008 Quote: from pinkrazrscocaine at 6:40 pm on Dec. 21, 2008 there is absolutely no respect for the delicate art of poetry in this batch of word vomit. Care to elaborate? I want to know what was wrong with it. Not just that it was a heap of horse excretion. sure, sure. first off, I'm not a huge fan of anaphora, myself.. it is sort of in limbo between a free verse poem, and one with rhythm and rhyme. secondly, you're stanzas are all to pieces. before writing anymore poetry I'd suggest reading, studying, and analyzing classical poetry from a myriad of poets. then work to find your own niche...
Quote: from pinkrazrscocaine at 6:40 pm on Dec. 21, 2008 there is absolutely no respect for the delicate art of poetry in this batch of word vomit. Care to elaborate? I want to know what was wrong with it. Not just that it was a heap of horse excretion.
there is absolutely no respect for the delicate art of poetry in this batch of word vomit.
Care to elaborate? I want to know what was wrong with it.
Not just that it was a heap of horse excretion.
first off, I'm not a huge fan of anaphora, myself.. it is sort of in limbo between a free verse poem, and one with rhythm and rhyme.
secondly, you're stanzas are all to pieces.
before writing anymore poetry I'd suggest reading, studying, and analyzing classical poetry from a myriad of poets. then work to find your own niche...
Thanks.
I don't really like anaphora either, which leaves the question why I wrote it the way I did. I usually find repetition sickening and bland.
Thanks for the advice. I'll get on that.
I haven't been able to get any great influence lately.
its deep so babybluebitch probably didnt get it.
bad right off the bat
Really? Why?