Critical Analysis #1 |
wandering the halls |
epoet Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 291grand rapid,MI, usa |
Thinking and feeling so much inside my head and heart. Doors opening all around me, I close each one in turn, as quick as I can. Closing them so that I can close myself from society. Closing myself to the losses I've felt from society. The loss of love, loss of a friend. The loss of my idol brought my dreams to an end. Little left in life it seems. Seeing all that I've wanted to see. I struggle to go on, but I hear nothing but lies. Stories are told about how others' hearts' have died. I've been told that I'm washed up, a has been. To those accussations, I laugh. I'm still going ever present. Spitting at the shadow of death, I yell at him "take your misery elsewhere". Running with the spirit of happiness, songs springing from my lips. Longing to live in the light of peace and harmony. I end up dying instead in the grasp of sorrow. Harsh reality sets in, destroying this little boys' world. Forcing me to become a man, I cry for my loss. This is just the beginning of a work in progress. I have been reviewing things that I started writing and never finished and this came up from several different beginnings. How is it so far? P. J. Kotrch carpe diem A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love |
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Brad Member Ascendant
since 1999-08-20
Posts 5705Jejudo, South Korea |
epoet, First, sorry I never got back to you on the e-mail; I've been having some problems recently receiving what has been sent -- it's fixed now, I hope. And then, of course, I couldn't find the time to give it a serious read. Hope you understand. With this one, I think you've gotten caught up in the feeling rather than trying to elicit a feeling in the reader. What are the motivations of the speaker? Why does he speak like this? I think you need to find an anchor for this poem, a concrete image that ties up these feelings. It's a little light for my taste as it is. Just an opinion, Brad |
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epoet Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 291grand rapid,MI, usa |
brad thank you for the critique. I am still trying to figure out where this is leading me. I hope to post the finished version soon. When I do, you will be the first to know..... P. J. Kotrch carpe diem A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love |
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mysticharm Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 189Canada |
hi epoet ...I have no idea what I'm doing myself so this is just a personal opinion ok ...to me it sounded more like someone whining over what was and what is, we all lose part of our childhood through harsh realities but hopefully when we do we face these things with an adult prospective without crying of how we got there. debbie debbie Think of saying "I Love You" as always being overdue. Love is a gift, not an obligation. unknown |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
Perhaps a poem about a young man who discovers that his individuality is not being seperated from society, but that he can be an individual by joining in and making his own individual contributions to society...? his song, his poem, his laugh, his light, his cry...? Just a thought, Bob <>< |
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epoet Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 291grand rapid,MI, usa |
this piece is just a work in progress. it's not entirely finished yet, but it's about how a little boy who feels all alone and unloved grows up into a man who wants nothing more than to share his love with everyone who he comes in contact with. P. J. Kotrch carpe diem A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love |
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