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Aug 10, 2022
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This poem is part of the contest:
Neopoem Of The Week Contest August 7th to August 13th
SONNET FROM A DREAM
I remember the day I felt different,
My mouth was too sharp,my spine too weak,
My dreams consumed me and would not relent,
My dreams got in the way of turning the other cheek.
I tried to throw my feelings to the moon,
I was taught that a silent girl is a beautiful girl,
I spoon fed my soul to every wide eyed goon,
I shined myself up like a moonlit pearl.
When you lit my truth on fire with your deceit,
I snagged your heart,I made it mine,
I wanted to know what led you to defeat,
You made me forget that my difference was divine.
Then,my dreams consumed your every trick,
So I spun and spun and spun into my own magic.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: This is a sonnet about learning how to be independent and comfortable in my own evolution. I am disabled and always felt a bit "different". Thanks.
Style/Type: Structured: Western
Review Request Direction: [This option has been removed]
Editing Stage: Not actively editing
Comments
Jackweb
2 years 10 months ago
Welcome to neopoet!
This is a fine written piece! I liked your poetic technique you applied in your work. Your narrative was in chronological order.
I liked the premise on which your poem was built.
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Candlewitch
2 years 10 months ago
dear Elizabeth,
I really could relate to the message of your poem. nicely crafted. I am disabled, too, but our poetry is not ;) just keep on keepin' on! It is nice to meet you.
*hugs, Cat
Rosewood Apothecary
2 years 10 months ago
I see you’ve met some people
Allow me to welcome you to the site as well. As Cat said, there are no deficiencies in your writing it’s a great premise and well executed. Nice job with the sonnet form (although I’m the resident romantic around here and I always want sonnets to be romantic sentiments about my wife, lol. Sonnets usually express romantic sentiments. In this case it’s a love poem to yourself which is a concept I just adore.
Welcome,
Tim
Geezer
2 years 10 months ago
Absolutely...
A love poem to yourself! I can get behind that. I am often tempted to do it myself, and with the success of yours, I may finally do it! Nice job! ~ Geezer.
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