Constantly questioning,
I let the words flow,
sometimes quite
coherent, other times,
not...
Emotions and moods,
form my pallet, my
words color the
picture...
my strokes vary...
as does the critique
striving for a
perfect "Picasso",
I instead achieve,
something
sophomoric...
Author notes
I so don't know..
A contest entry
- Poetry Contest by Don Michael.
1050 points, ended February 22, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Excellent title - It immediately caught my eye.
I find the first stanza flawless, and enjoy how it
ends with a simple "not..."
"..." Indicated something is left to be said, or something
has been omitted. To indicate a longer pause, I believe,
one should use "--"
I think the second stanza could use revision:
The comma after 'moods' should be removed;
I also think "my strokes vary" should be moved to the
middle, because "as does the critique" doesn't really
do anything for the poem, in my opinion.
Again, the third is as well as the first. I enjoyed
this poem, and often feel this way when writing.
Thank you for entering.
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It is indeed disappointing when the piece, poetry or visual art, doesn't come up to the original vision. Believe me, I've been there.
But then, you have had the enjoyment of creating it. Art should be fun too, play.
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