by simply_cyn
A prose poem that seems caught between poetry and prose. To succeed as poetry it needs trimming; it seems to ramble on and on. For prose, it needs to be built up and tell a story more explicitly.
You really seem to focus on the
problems and demons that we all
have making your poetry so universal
and so easy to read and enjoy.
Great work!
Thanks.
~ Jenn
is thick and seemingly impervious, but also can be willingly receptive and weakened by the touch of that special person. And it will surely crumble and fall as its owner finds herself/himself falling, too... in love. This was a wonderfully penned work of your plea to allow the heart's wall to crumble, cyn. I did so enjoy - and understand - that emotion you poignantly described in this poem. Thank you. <smile>
Vixxx
Your stuff is so good cyn, kind of like slowly sucking on pineapple chunks!!
Wow....
Deep and so strong.
Gripping images.
Takes control, leads one down the road
to
*What now*
Loved this poem.