The wind's blowing
so hard with its intention
to knock me down,
causing me to sway
so flowerlike, planting
my feet like a flower's
roots in the Earth.
I sway and sway
so wildly I could
float up and
travel in the wind
like a lonesome seed.
But no matter
how frigid air violently
nibbles at my skin,
no matter how frail
my bones become
from use and abuse,
I will not tumble and fall!
You, wind, will
never make me fall like
snow, melting from
the caress of the warm
breeze, then gone
and forgotten
within the moist
soil.
Could you please give my poem your opinions?
Your last stanza, to me, doomed a very nice poem. I also did not like the word abuse in the third stanza, seemed out of place for the theme. Perhaps you could tighten the wording throughout. The first stanza for example:
The wind's blowing,
hard its intention
to knock me down,
it causes me to sway
my feet take root
like a springtime flower
Just a thought, overall a piece worth spending more time on. I have many myself that "stew".
Reply:that is like, great!!
seriously, it is absolutely fantastic
Reply:This is you at your best! How about submitting this one for the scholarship.
Reply:i like how you have a lot of nature involved in this poem, and the way you used human meaning entwined with nature.
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