LeBroz
Let the mind roam free
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Wednesday's Review
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It's been a totally crazy Wednesday. Finally able to plunge into these 34 new poems. In light of this number and the late hour, I'll limit myself to those I think are worthy of your attention.
Curiouswife has quite a good piece out in The Sweetest Boy I Ever Feared. This can be read on so many different levels, from the innocent wants of a youngster relating to a Mother figure to an inexperienced young man wanting to gain experience under the guidance of the older woman. Just look at the powerful insight offered in these last few lines:
oregon_gal has an instructive piece in To My Darling Muse. Eve left a comment that pretty well nails it; it starts off strong, has a few too many clichés sprinkled in, and the appearance distracts with it being double spaced and not broken into stanzas. Still, while this isn't the lady's strongest work I found that its quality kept my attention on what could be worked on and what I might want to do to make it stronger. But it does take off on a promising note:
As I went through and read further I found lines that were fairly strong and other lines that were weaker and even clichéd. Give it a look and see what you think.
yessirshesaid shares some insights of the recently freed {from parental controls} crowd in The Bar. Once again, Eve has a good comment on this, but I was struck by the humor in the ending as our young poet observes:
Dale_Arden has a winner in Tunnel. He almost lost me until that third line pulled my attention to sharp focus with a rather unique thought I just had to pursue. The rest of the poem just gets better after this:
Finally, CeriseNoire has her first poetry posting today with 3 pieces. The Gatekeeper is the best of the three with a good opening stanza:
Still, I would probably take out the requisite; it sounds like something I would write and to me that makes it suspect.
Okay, that's it for this week. Not as many as I'd hoped for. Whatever you do, read, vote, comment ~ it's the least you can do. Above all, comment ~ a fair exchange for the pleasure of reading free poetry.
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It's been a totally crazy Wednesday. Finally able to plunge into these 34 new poems. In light of this number and the late hour, I'll limit myself to those I think are worthy of your attention.
Curiouswife has quite a good piece out in The Sweetest Boy I Ever Feared. This can be read on so many different levels, from the innocent wants of a youngster relating to a Mother figure to an inexperienced young man wanting to gain experience under the guidance of the older woman. Just look at the powerful insight offered in these last few lines:
and I’m not sure how much to give
before my heart lies in his hand
and I watch him
none the wiser
walk away.
before my heart lies in his hand
and I watch him
none the wiser
walk away.
oregon_gal has an instructive piece in To My Darling Muse. Eve left a comment that pretty well nails it; it starts off strong, has a few too many clichés sprinkled in, and the appearance distracts with it being double spaced and not broken into stanzas. Still, while this isn't the lady's strongest work I found that its quality kept my attention on what could be worked on and what I might want to do to make it stronger. But it does take off on a promising note:
With the scent of pine flooding our valley
Your mouth longing for the taste of the fantastic
In the river of new fruit and your lips covering everything
With the musk of ferns and orange spice tea
I was tangled in a web of dead stars until I found you
Your mouth longing for the taste of the fantastic
In the river of new fruit and your lips covering everything
With the musk of ferns and orange spice tea
I was tangled in a web of dead stars until I found you
As I went through and read further I found lines that were fairly strong and other lines that were weaker and even clichéd. Give it a look and see what you think.
yessirshesaid shares some insights of the recently freed {from parental controls} crowd in The Bar. Once again, Eve has a good comment on this, but I was struck by the humor in the ending as our young poet observes:
I was done before I got here
Next time I won't come
I'll stay warm
Comfortable
Flannel lined pajamas
And a book
Next time I won't come
I'll stay warm
Comfortable
Flannel lined pajamas
And a book
Dale_Arden has a winner in Tunnel. He almost lost me until that third line pulled my attention to sharp focus with a rather unique thought I just had to pursue. The rest of the poem just gets better after this:
A small, insistent animal
with very sharp claws digs
in my brain. Steadily digs.
with very sharp claws digs
in my brain. Steadily digs.
Finally, CeriseNoire has her first poetry posting today with 3 pieces. The Gatekeeper is the best of the three with a good opening stanza:
She stands before the gilded door,
a Gorgon in disguise.
A cigarette hangs
From the requisite
apple red lips.
She waves away
those who would enter.
a Gorgon in disguise.
A cigarette hangs
From the requisite
apple red lips.
She waves away
those who would enter.
Still, I would probably take out the requisite; it sounds like something I would write and to me that makes it suspect.
Okay, that's it for this week. Not as many as I'd hoped for. Whatever you do, read, vote, comment ~ it's the least you can do. Above all, comment ~ a fair exchange for the pleasure of reading free poetry.
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