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Turn ignition --------On position The climax at at rough transition the knot that broke the line the severed the heart that wasnt love endeavored Changing gears --------Wiping tears trading apologies for fears the ship that sunk the treasure gone A battle won and fought by dawn Stop at red ---------No words said a break before the turn ahead the eyes that pierce the shoulders cold A dealers turn to sigh and fold Make a right ---------Squeeze in tight Everything will be alright its getting dark place in park Lovers flame or just a spark? |
Well, I like the form and the feel of this poem. I can tell you thought about it and were trying to do something creative and thought provoking. congratulations. However, The image of the ship and treasure is out of place. What does the ship have to do with a car? With transmission? You might want to think of a different image and stay with the one metaphor of the car and not move off into other vehicles. It will give your poem consistancy. | Posted on 2006-05-20 00:00:00 | by DavidHirt | [ Reply to This ] | |