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Oh, Is Anyone There?

Oh, is anyone there?
I want to throw away
This pain I wear

I’d settle for a drop of hope—
So small to see,
I might need a microscope

If I could find a place to sit,
My demons wouldn’t quit
Even if I pressed "exit"

Could you walk by my side?
It’s okay if you say no—
I know it’s cold outside

I’ve grown immune
To storms I had
To crawl through

Where can I drop this load?
For ten short seconds,
Before my mind’s volcano explodes

I shut off the electricity,
Yet the newscaster says
A tornado’s coming for me

The alarm on my ceiling
Starts to ring loud—
It must know how I’m feeling

And if you can’t be here,
Don’t worry about me—
I’ve learned how to steer

I put my heart in drive,
Hit the gas—
It’s in my cells to survive

I’m never truly alone—
There’s always an empty page
Listening when I groan

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Region, Country: New York, USA

Favorite Poets: Cavafi, Sylvia Plath and Neopoet as a whole.

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neopoet

neopoet

3 months ago

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

The poem explores emotional isolation and resilience through accessible metaphors and imagery. To strengthen the piece further, consider the following points:

1. **Consistency of Imagery**:
The poem introduces multiple metaphors—storms, volcanoes, electricity, driving—which individually evoke strong emotional states. However, shifting quickly between these metaphors can dilute their impact. Consider selecting fewer metaphors and developing each more deeply to enhance thematic coherence.

2. **Clarity and Originality of Language**:
Certain phrases, such as "pain I wear," "mind’s volcano explodes," or "it’s in my cells to survive," border on familiar or predictable expressions. Consider revising these lines with more specific, surprising, or personal imagery to heighten emotional resonance and originality.

3. **Structure and Rhythm**:
The varying stanza lengths and irregular rhyme scheme create a conversational tone, which suits the poem's introspective nature. However, some rhymes, such as "sit/quit/exit," feel slightly forced or awkward. Revising these lines for smoother rhythm or more natural phrasing could improve readability and emotional authenticity.

4. **Ending and Resolution**:
The closing stanza effectively introduces the metaphor of the "empty page," which is compelling. Consider expanding slightly on this metaphor earlier in the poem to create a stronger sense of continuity and resolution.

Overall, the poem has potential to resonate deeply if imagery and language are refined for greater originality and coherence.

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Ruby Lord

Ruby Lord

3 months ago

Hi Paul, your poem’s full of

Hi Paul, your poem’s full of courage, but the metaphors crowd each other out. We jump from microscopes to 'pressing exit' and straight to weather. It blurs the focus. Try rooting the poem in one central image to carry the weight. You’ve found the voice, find the purpose. Ruby xx

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

3 months ago

Dear Paul,

I like your poem, but it could use some filler between the verses so as not to crowd the metaphors. For example:

Oh, is anyone there?
I want to throw away
This pain I wear

(like a pair of new shoes
pinching my toes
got me singing the blues)

I’d settle for a drop of hope—
(give me a Spring tonic) add this line
So small to see, ( drop this line)
I might need a microscope (change this line to)
to help me cope (add this line)

the result being:

I's settle for a drop of hope...
give me a Spring tonic
to help me cope

(another verse here, and so on, to stretch the story out and define it.)

I hope I have helped spark your imagination. I do love keeping up with your thought provoking poems.
fondly, Cat