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Post by Queen of Rain on Mar 10, 2005 12:24:58 GMT -8
Survival of Desires
Snow-White is my daughter I am therefore long gone She is eating an apple that fell down that autumn.
Now we wont let the stepmother strangle them desires, Vinegarcoated moaning. Lets break that mirror!
I watch over my daughter, that beautiful day. Sense the smell of ripening fruit as she breathes his passion and awakens inside.
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Post by Ramona on Mar 10, 2005 15:40:41 GMT -8
It's kay, the rhythm was off in some places, and in a lot of places I found that the words didn't flow well. It jumped around some, too. I thought it might make a nice poem if revised a few times, though. --Ramona
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Post by kaidanasnan on Mar 10, 2005 15:47:58 GMT -8
With what she said, the rythym was off in some places. I don't think it jumped around to much, but it did a little.
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Post by Queen of Rain on Mar 11, 2005 1:31:09 GMT -8
yep rhythm is not working well anyone got any recomendation to how i can change it?
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Post by frontpagenews on Mar 11, 2005 13:44:11 GMT -8
Listen to Shakespeare, im not saying that you should go all out in think thine and thy and stuff like that but maybe, try word inversions? Flip some words around and maybe a a few synonms to keep the meanings the same, just mixed it up...
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