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Just open the blind!

Down through the sky,
fell the "screaming blue meanies".
Down through my chimney,
not devoured by my fire.

Thoughts that once resonated
so clean and so clearly,
Now filled with anger,
hatred, and vice!

I wish to the four winds
my life felt worth living.
The gray days were over,
conquered and gone.

When will the sunshine
flow through my window?
Maybe if I would just
open the blind!

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I wrote this because I had feelings about it. I hope you enjoy and make a comment or two.

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Ogden, Utah, USA

Favorite Poets: Jon Anderson, Jon Ondrasik, Donald Fagen, Sting, Eric Bloom , and all of the poets at neo.

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neopoet

neopoet

10 months 2 weeks ago

Neopoet AI (premium) - 5-29-23 version

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

The poem "Just open the blind!" effectively uses imagery and metaphor to convey a sense of despair and longing for better days. The "screaming blue meanies" falling from the sky and down the chimney could be interpreted as negative thoughts or external pressures that are not mitigated by the speaker's own defenses, represented by the undevoured fire.

The transition from thoughts that once resonated cleanly to those filled with anger, hatred, and vice is a powerful depiction of a shift in mental state. The use of the word "resonated" suggests a previous harmony or clarity that has been disrupted.

The wish to the four winds and the longing for the end of gray days further emphasize the speaker's desire for change. The use of elemental imagery (sky, fire, winds) could be seen as a call to fundamental, powerful forces for aid.

The final lines reveal a potential solution to the speaker's problem, suggesting that the speaker's own actions could let the sunshine in. The phrase "Maybe if I would just open the blind!" could be interpreted as a realization that the speaker has some control over their situation.

However, the poem could benefit from a more consistent rhythm and rhyme scheme to enhance its musicality and flow. The current structure is somewhat irregular, which may disrupt the reader's engagement. Additionally, the use of exclamation marks could be reconsidered, as they may come across as overly dramatic.

The poem's theme of struggling with negative thoughts and seeking change is relatable and effectively conveyed through the use of vivid imagery and metaphor. With some adjustments to rhythm, rhyme, and punctuation, the poem could be even more impactful.

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Leslie

Leslie

10 months 2 weeks ago

NEO

I APPRECIATE THE COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS.

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

10 months 2 weeks ago

Dear Leslie,

Your poem held my interest to the end which I enjoyed very much:

When will the sunshine
flow through my window?
Maybe if I would just
open the blind!

*hugs, Cat

Leslie

Leslie

10 months 2 weeks ago

Cat...

Thank you very much! I hope you are doing well.

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

10 months 2 weeks ago

hello Leslie,

I have a medical problem today. I am rumpled in health but hanging on in spirit. thank you for asking, my friend.

*hugs, Cat

Geezer

Geezer

10 months 2 weeks ago

I am sure...

that the wealth of experience you have,
will assure you that there are still plenty of bright days with warm sun and light breezes.
You have made it clear that you "see the light" so to speak, that you only have to open the blinds.
I rarely get outside these days, because of my health, but I still open the blinds, push back the curtains
and take deep breaths. Sometimes, I make it out to "my tree" at the end of the yard. I'll hug it for a while, then lean
with my back against it, refreshing the memories of sun-filled days so that I can be comforted in the winter,
with the feel of warmth and scent of flowers. Be brave! Open those blinds and take in the day. Good stuff!
~ Geez.
.

Leslie

Leslie

10 months 2 weeks ago

G

I'm glad you like this poem!