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Mar 25, 2022
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Natalie, and me
When I think of love
She comes to mind, blonde and blue
Sweetest, softest soul
Under fuchsia leaves
Conversation is quiet
People pass us by
Much to remember
Winter, summer, back again…
All of it is grand
About This Poem
Last Few Words: this is my first time posting any poetry i've ever written.. don't exactly consider myself a poet but i do enjoy writing poetry nonetheless.
Style/Type: Structured: Eastern
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
Candlewitch
3 years 3 months ago
hello,
this is sweet. it hints at an under current of slow and gentle passion. one that lasts forever.
*hugs, Cat
p.s.
it is ice to meet you!
j.g.k.
3 years 3 months ago
thx love :)
thx love :)
Geezer
3 years 3 months ago
This is...
a reminder of Haiku, although it is not in strict keeping with Haiku. I like the visions I get of sitting on a bench under the Fushia
leaves with a quiet conversation going on and people walking past in the background. I can picture it through the seasons, and the people walking by with appropriate clothing on for the weather. I see that this is your first post on any site.
This is well done, and we hope that it is not the last. I hope that you will enjoy yourself here and this is not the last of your work we see. ~ Geezer.
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