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Cold, famished and jaded we wait They say ‘it’s almost done’ Each man believing it is fate To set sail in the sun Anticipation gives us hope Creating a new name No longer do we have to cope ‘To Freedom’ we exclaim What concealed mysteries behold Captain shouts all aboard Gathering what we hadn’t sold Enter thanking the lord Ship's set to sea; waves crash and crest Longing for peaceful sea But we pray; hoping for the best We behold gods fury Some survive and some lay to rest The ocean floor awaits Beckoning us all as it’s guest Storm issues the checkmate Captain turns starboard and evades Yawing; lost in the sea The endless ocean slowly fades Land; rejoice in glory A journey survived; start anew My children will be free Every one of their children too; For this is my country |
I really like your rhyme scheme. It really made the poem flow together. "The ocean floor awaits Beckoning us all as it’s guest" That's by far my favorite line from Voyage. I thought that was really clever. I like the overall tone of the poem, too. It's very desperate sounding, but at the end, you get a sense that it's worth it; for a really noble cause-- new country. Great stuff, sir. | Posted on 2007-02-26 00:00:00 | by Nihilum | [ Reply to This ] | This is quite good.You attempt some decent rhymes and use some nice vocab,though at times it feels slightly random and disjointed. | A few of the rhymes are a bit too tenuous I feel,like <sea/glory> and <free/country>.It seems hard to fit them into the flow of the piece,if you know what I mean.Overall though,I think it reads pretty well and I like the metre you use. Cheers A.C | Posted on 2007-02-25 00:00:00 | by Asakura Cowboy | [ Reply to This ] | |