by Diamondbarrow
Introspection... I loved this, D. How many times have we all been there, feeling alone and lost? Hope shines between your lines, or am I reading it too close? What is reality, anyway, but an illusion we create for ourselves? Well done! ~Minx
some really good possibilities in this poem, but the way it's delivered just makes it fall short.
The punctuation in the third line of each strophe forces a pause that detracts, and you're inconsistent in the last lines as well.
I think with a little editing/rework this could be a much stronger poem.
Does anyone actually
have a real answer for that?
I havent found one yet!
Lovely poem,
really worked for me.
Well done,
Thanks.
~ J
questions posed throughout. We never really can tell what is real and what is deceiving.