Yet, where would we be without our "emotional armour"? It is properly our "curse." Intriguing effort!
Granted, rhyme can be the first refuge of the idler but this one's not bad. Remember too that rhyme, used well, is one of poetry's most potent tools.
For 15 you've got quite the delivery! Great potential for sharing. Keep it up!
Not a bad effort at all........hmmmm, been awhile since I've been here...
'When you have a problem You know to tell me right away But I never stop to ask myself "What's bothering me today?"' Great passage! And isn't it...
I like the opening and the quick setting of the central image to dominate the poem. It's always difficult to extend the metaphor. But we must....
Great ending, Cassi! Maybe our lives only become larger when we refuse to see them as small. We do the unexpected. And then, when we leave the...
Quite an image! Four lines and in them distilled something as hard as experience and intangible as the human psyche.
The first five lines sing. Love them. Then there's more candle than flame. Still a heck of a good effort. Write on!
Cassi, you're writing becomes more confident by the day. The theme resonates. The lines are subtly drawn and something light-shadow,...
Looks like you're in love. Haiku purists will protest but there's something to be said for focus, and form that allows it. Write on!
I loved the idea but hoped against hope it might be a fabulous, folklore place. Where the invisible and barely seen creatures we know are there...
'Everyone’s having fun, but on the inside we all fight for the prize for best costume.' What an insight! When we're able to so sharply...
I like the last one better though it's less intense than the first efforts. Multi-rhyme poetry tends to become trite and by giving rhyme more...
Well done, Cassi! We grow because we have to become bigger than all the things we face. You're one helluva tigress here. Keep it up!
Gosh, Saff, you must be the quintessential Earth Mother. I'm glad you're finally getting uno because you are definitely becoming more focussed and...
Maggie, to everything there is a season. Natural as sun and water. Terri 'died' almost fifteen years ago. Without aid, direct sustained human...
If God exists, he called Terri home long ago. Those that prevented her going will be accountable to Him.
Well, if he has, he's not alone. He's merely one figure in a very large crowd.
It's a strong start, Cassi! I like the personal, lively narrative feel it has. A conversation with the reader and now and then you lift your head...
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