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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2007 11:55 pm
I think I'm going to set the XI poem aside, so I can read it in a month or two and see if I find anything I think should change. 3nodding For now, here's another poem: Quote: Summer DaysDay OneGolden, summertime air shakes the grass' hand; with a weak-strong grip like wandering sunlight, its movements sparkle the tiny dancing verdelites. A wind steps in like a lonely bachelor and asks the jewel on a date -- hoping his sporadic sighs won't be contagious, creating two lonely's: bachelor and bachelorette. Day TwoConcrete sleeps, sunbathing, as a puppy paws at the body's flow -- examing the curves and ripples that stream across the silver surface. It leaps, leaving its soon-to-be jaded sister behind; as it spreads through the sea of cracks like a virus, the wind coughs. Day ThreeThe sunshine felt like sharing its glory with the grass sisters; gazing at the litter of puppies and stones, it feeds them -- causing amber playmates for the dogs and jewels -- so he can watch all day. The sighs of the wind were hideous beasts, so he was sent away and plotted his revenge, madness flowing crazily in his mind. Day FourThe wind orders giant clouds to infilrate the sunlight's base, switching it off. It whistles for the great danes to bark and bite at the ground, even use the bathroom, pissing his ex-date off. Day FiveSunshine shoos the pesky clouds away; mere mosquitoes are only pests trying to strong. The grass stares at herself, admiring the stylish antics of her ex-date; he was like a bully, but he made her puppy eyes sparkle and primmed her body, ridding her of those hideous, annoying amber playmates.
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 4:59 pm
Pencilled In I think I'm going to set the XI poem aside, so I can read it in a month or two and see if I find anything I think should change. 3nodding Sounds like a plan. I do that a lot with my work, too.For now, here's another poem: Quote: Summer DaysDay OneGolden, summertime air shakes the grass' hand; with a weak-strong grip Not sure I like weak-strong, unless you can further develop that contrast within the stanza more directly.like wandering sunlight, its movements sparkle the tiny dancing verdelites. Verdelites is a fun word. heart A wind steps in like a lonely bachelor and asks the jewel on a date -- hoping his sporadic sighs won't be contagious, creating two lonely's: bachelor and bachelorette. You already used the word lonely in this stanza, but I think I can let it slide on this one.Day TwoConcrete sleeps, sunbathing, as a puppy paws at the body's flow -- examing the curves and ripples that stream across the silver surface. It leaps, leaving its soon-to-be jaded sister Wait, the puppy has a sister? What? eek I'm a little lost here.behind; as it spreads through the sea of cracks like a virus, the wind coughs. Day ThreeThe sunshine felt like sharing its glory with the grass sisters; gazing at the litter of puppies and stones, it feeds them -- causing Not sure I like the word "causing," here. Seems more like "creating" or the like should be here.amber playmates for the dogs Do you mean dandelions? That's what I'm getting from this, but I could be wrong.and jewels -- so he can watch all day. The dogs seem kind of random to me, but I guess they do tend to come out in the summer...The sighs of the wind were hideous beasts, Why is this past tense?so he was sent away and plotted his revenge, madness flowing crazily Bleh. Of course madness flows crazily. Madness and craziness are synonyms, dammit! Give me something stronger.in his mind. Day FourThe wind orders giant clouds to infil trate the sunlight's base, switching it off. Dude, this sounds like some kind of spy movie to me.It whistles for the great danes Is that what the puppies in the previous stanzas were?to bark and bite at the ground, even use the bathroom, pissing his ex-date off. Ex-date isn't something I usually hear. Usually, it's ex-boyfriend, ex-girlfriend, or ex-lover.Day FiveSunshine shoos the pesky clouds away; mere mosquitoes are only pests trying to strong. Trying to strong? You mean trying to BE strong?The grass stares at herself, admiring the stylish antics of her ex-date; he was like a bully, but he made her puppy eyes sparkle and primmed her body, ridding her of those hideous, annoying amber playmates. For some reason, I feel this ending is a bit too abrupt... Like something was about to happen, but it didn't. It just ends. I really like the imagery in this piece, and the connections you were able to make throughout to various stanzas. Very lovely. heart
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 5:11 pm
Astaire Pencilled In I think I'm going to set the XI poem aside, so I can read it in a month or two and see if I find anything I think should change. 3nodding Sounds like a plan. I do that a lot with my work, too.For now, here's another poem: Quote: Summer DaysDay OneGolden, summertime air shakes the grass' hand; with a weak-strong grip Not sure I like weak-strong, unless you can further develop that contrast within the stanza more directly.like wandering sunlight, its movements sparkle the tiny dancing verdelites. Verdelites is a fun word. heart A wind steps in like a lonely bachelor and asks the jewel on a date -- hoping his sporadic sighs won't be contagious, creating two lonely's: bachelor and bachelorette. You already used the word lonely in this stanza, but I think I can let it slide on this one.Day TwoConcrete sleeps, sunbathing, as a puppy paws at the body's flow -- examining the curves and ripples that stream across the silver surface. It leaps, leaving its soon-to-be jaded sister Wait, the puppy has a sister? What? eek I'm a little lost here. The "puppy" is basically the stretch of grass at the edge of the lawn -- the pieces that sort of poke at the concrete. The "sister" is, well, the rest.behind; as it spreads through the sea of cracks like a virus, the wind coughs. Day ThreeThe sunshine felt like sharing its glory with the grass sisters; gazing at the litter of puppies and stones, it feeds them -- causing Not sure I like the word "causing," here. Seems more like "creating" or the like should be here. I agree.amber playmates for the dogs Do you mean dandelions? That's what I'm getting from this, but I could be wrong. I just said "dogs" because I didn't want to say "puppies" again. sweatdrop and jewels -- so he can watch all day. The dogs seem kind of random to me, but I guess they do tend to come out in the summer... See above statement.The sighs of the wind were hideous beasts, Why is this past tense? Remember in the first section (i.e.: Day One) when I wrote that the wind hoped the grass wouldn't mind his sighs? wink so he was sent away and plotted his revenge, madness flowing crazily Bleh. Of course madness flows crazily. Madness and craziness are synonyms, dammit! Give me something stronger. I'll look for something. 3nodding in his mind. Day FourThe wind orders giant clouds to infil trate the sunlight's base, switching it off. Dude, this sounds like some kind of spy movie to me. XD: It whistles for the great danes Is that what the puppies in the previous stanzas were? No. I used "great danes" as a metaphor for "big clouds" to carry over the image of a dog into this stanza.to bark and bite at the ground, even use the bathroom, pissing his ex-date off. Ex-date isn't something I usually hear. Usually, it's ex-boyfriend, ex-girlfriend, or ex-lover.Day FiveSunshine shoos the pesky clouds away; mere mosquitoes are only pests trying to strong. Trying to strong? You mean trying to BE strong? Oops. redface The grass stares at herself, admiring the stylish antics of her ex-date; he was like a bully, but he made her puppy eyes sparkle and primmed her body, ridding her of those hideous, annoying amber playmates. For some reason, I feel this ending is a bit too abrupt... Like something was about to happen, but it didn't. It just ends.Well, in the previous stanza, I describe that a storm is going on: barking/biting, thunder/lightning; pissing...off, raining. I really like the imagery in this piece, and the connections you were able to make throughout to various stanzas. Very lovely. heart Thanks for the critique! I'll see what I can do.
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