Critical Analysis #2 |
when i hit the wall |
oakgrove Junior Member
since 2006-02-01
Posts 12 |
let me warn you.... i am terribly in love with adjectives ...anyways the same graceful mistake has me drowning in sands of strength hold me sharp near your silent tongue weve laughed away hate and found solace in detached fear your polite smile sings backward melodies inside my fragile thigh scribbling forevers on an oak in lunar times here in your lost hair we move behind the crowd gathering food in the face of empty reality can you finally hear what keeps me so impressed with the sweet hollow of your face and the wonder of your knowledge that i swim inside when surrounded by shallow water |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
I am in a rush but I would polish up this poem a bit with a few periods and commas - have at least a few capitals or line breaks to break it up a little. Also - "weve" should really have an apostrophe. Nonetheless, thats mostly grammar and I can't find much to critique in the way of the actual writing. Lovely work! xx farewell the ash-tray girl |
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warmhrt Senior Member
since 1999-12-18
Posts 1563 |
Hi, I liked this, but was a bit cofused with the imagery. Perhaps you did not mean to evoke imagery though, and that is just my problem. I especially liked the line: "weve laughed away hate and found solace in detached fear" Sorry...but I do agree that some punctuation would help. In all though, this is very nice. Regards, Kris "It is wisdom to know others; |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
loved this. heart and soul only feels has no puncuations enjoyed your thoughts My spirit will rise |
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MUSEconnieSEconnie Member
since 2006-02-28
Posts 74california |
your polite smile sings backward melodies inside my fragile thigh scribbling forevers on an oak in lunar times WOW! I LOVE IT 'AS IS' AND ESPECIALLY THE ABOVE LINES. I GET IT. I WOULD MAYBE BREAK IT UP A LITTLE MORE: the same graceful mistake has me drowning in sands of strength hold me sharp near your silent tongue WE HAVE laughed away hate and found solace in detached fear your polite smile sings backward melodies inside my fragile thigh scribbling forevers on an oak in lunar times here in your lost hair we move behind the crowd gathering food in the face of empty reality I HOPE you finally hear what keeps me so impressed with the sweet hollow Of your face and the wonder of your knowledge that i swim inside when surrounded By shallow water I AM NEW TO THE PROPER WAY TO CRITIQUE. FORGIVE ME IF I HAVE OVERSTEPPED. I REALLY LOVED THIS WRITE, WITH OR WITHOUT ANY CHANGES. LOVE LIGHT LAUGHTER MUSEconieHUES |
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