The yellow sun slowly sets behind the mountains,
like a receding hairline, pulled by the string of genes.
The afterbirth of this stinging love,
gracefully peeled at my heart.
I sipped on my cup of milk,
deciding to light the wick of forgiveness
and crawl into myself again.
A place I had forgotten.
like a receding hairline, pulled by the string of genes.
The afterbirth of this stinging love,
gracefully peeled at my heart.
I sipped on my cup of milk,
deciding to light the wick of forgiveness
and crawl into myself again.
A place I had forgotten.
Author notes
Hope this was creative and or powerful enough. Don't hold back, critique critique critique!!!
I was going for the melancholies of a lover who is reminded of the past, tell me if it's too generic I will try to write something else =]
A contest entry
- Words for the Few by SurelyWritten.
390 points, ended May 3, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I really like the ending of this poem
... and the 'wick of forgiveness' part is wonderfully creative - the message of this poem is subtle, and not cliche at all (in my opinion) I wish you the best in the contest!
Keep writing
Polly
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I think this would be much improved if you added a space before this set of lines;
"I sipped on my cup of milk,
deciding to light the wick of forgiveness
and crawl into myself again.
A place I had forgotten.
That way it will kind of create two separate continuous poems- It will flow better since the transition in your thoughts takes place at that line..
I also think that if you are going to use center alignment you should keep all your lines relatively the same length so the shape of the poem looks better- Thats just a personal opinion.
Again, thanks for using all the words, and thanks also for entering,
Shirley -
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Thank you! I shall use your tips!
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I really enjoyed this. Wonderful similes and a great ending. Nice flow, great opening. Overall stunning. You've painted a wonderful picture in my mind, good use of the word bank!!
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The relationship of things through similies and methapors in this poem worked very well. Great poem, very well penned. Loved this part:
The yellow sun slowly set behind the mountains,
like a receding hairline, pulled by the string of genes.
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Thank you very much =]
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