part of me's
like one of those picturesque villages
that has stayed the same
for strangers
who have no interest
in nearby places
that had to change
part of me's
like one of those picturesque villages
that has stayed the same
for strangers
who have no interest
in nearby places
that had to change
Last edited by Firebird; 11-15-2011 at 01:32 PM. Reason: ;ljkn
I think this is a nice little picture you've created. It has such a nice, drab feeling. I did get confused at the repetition of strangers though. I think either one has to come out or there needs to be some punctuation.
Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They're always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions.
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I like the poem, but I don't get how the title relates to it. But since I understand things a bit late, maybe I'll have to come back again and re-read it.
I've also seen a lot of people here who don't use punctuation. Find it interesting, since I can't write without it; feels incomplete. So coming here made me feel, "Wake up. There are other fish in the sea too."
Since Squalid Glass got a bit confused at the 'strangers' part, tell me how it looks this way. I felt it needed punctuation. But then, it's really up to you since it's your poem.
"that has stayed the same
for strangers--
strangers who have no interest"
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