by sweet GA peaches
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And the coral doesn't cling to a reef. The reef is made of coral. Though, I guess a new piece can cling. Delve then into the capers runes have turned another tide?
Honestly, I'm not trying to give you a hard time. But you should spellcheck and look some information up before you offer your poetry to an audience. :)
Well said anonymous. The theme and the flow show promise for a good poem, but the homework and editing have not been done. Take this one back, SGP, and rethink it a little. It will be worth it.
I see they cast of critics are picking...they love to help bring a poem to perfection..its all good...except for the coward troll ..that one is just in the game to be harmful to the poet....a true chicken ...he is...sighs blue
I especially like your simile:
"But to cling to one's own spirit,
like a coral to the reef."
One's self & one's own spirit needs to be integrated and whole. The coral can be isolated, fragmented, stand-alone, like the Christmas Tree coral off the California coast. And while reefs are there of sand & rock, for the coral to succeed in its construction of a reef, it too must make its work integrated and whole.
I'll send you my other thoughts and questions separately.
A nice piece.
your poem flowed like sheets in the wind on a southern meadow of blue bonnets and bunns <wait...I was reflecting...inspirational write GA