Critical Analysis #1 |
Why I write poetry |
paladin
since 2001-08-05
Posts 930Pensacola,Fl. |
Much colder does the wind chill my soul That in my lonely struggle for living purpose I find my heart grow bitter within the cold I can feel the hard blue flame of verse On wings of verse my mind trandscends mortality It soars aloft on rhymed words of faith That I will live and find peace for all eternity Verse will sooth my lonlely heart My restless soul is safe paladin [This message has been edited by paladin (edited 08-31-2001).] |
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hush Senior Member
since 2001-05-27
Posts 1653Ohio, USA |
My first suggestion is to eliminate typos. Then, eliminate the repition- it doesn't work here. After that, you should focus your ideas into something a little more defined- I mean, the first lines are not only vague, but they way they are phrased doesn't make much sense to me. I don't understand why they were phrased that way, either. I eat only sleep and air -Nicole Blackman |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
I like it...I'll sleep on it and see just what it is that is bothering me slightly...perhaps a different style of writing for you then what I am used to? Still....I like it. |
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paladin
since 2001-08-05
Posts 930Pensacola,Fl. |
Here is a revision to the first two lines of this poem. I feel a cold wind that chills my soul Lost in an endless struggle to find life's purpose And yet I feel the warm red flame of verse paladin |
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