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Post by Pseudomuse on Dec 22, 2005 12:23:42 GMT -8
baby doll
she takes his kisses no matter what whether they be a slap on the cheek or the press of coldwhite knuckles
she surrenders her body lax under the onslaught a carefully coreographed dance where only two can play the game (others are banned or squashed sequestered in silence)
eyes wide open, angel's eyes, slick with tears blink for every fingerprint every death of a one-cell organisim
when the days get harder she wanders into herself amd destroys any chance of comforting redemption
ice cream dribbles down her chin and on to her new dress the sticky sugar drops are replaced by wet cleansing kisses eager to purge
the day she topples the crown is the day the two sided blade becomes reality
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Post by Queen of Rain on Dec 22, 2005 12:40:38 GMT -8
Marvellous diction and nice paragraphing.. reaslly nice theme ofcourse too.. Considering constructive critisism I would say the word "whether" starts out the sencond line weirdly, its too fast for the rhythm perhaps.. also I think "angel's lashes" would make a nicer sound in the 3rd stanza... Moreover the ending is to me a bit weird in rhythm, the 2nd line is jsut too long and the diction is confusing?? but maybe thats just me..
In general its stunning, and especially this part I so love; (others are banned or squashed sequestered in silence)
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Post by cry,crayola. on Dec 24, 2005 9:29:39 GMT -8
the diction in here absolutly blows me away. the theme is wonderful, too. the only thing crit. wise is what queen said about the word 'whether'. it felt sort of out of place to me. besides that, this is absolutly stunning!
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Post by Ramona on Dec 24, 2005 14:34:16 GMT -8
This is great. I really love the first stanza, adn the imagery in the entire poem is just fantastic.
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