Death stopped by my window today
landing on the sill
peering in
then flying away
Not sure why he didn’t stay
perhaps he did
slipped in
planted his seed
Will the black roses bloom
soon?
Death stopped by my window today
landing on the sill
peering in
then flying away
Not sure why he didn’t stay
perhaps he did
slipped in
planted his seed
Will the black roses bloom
soon?
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Neopoet AI 5-29-23 version
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:
Title: Another Visit
Review:
The poem "Another Visit" captures a moment of encounter with death, presenting a brief and contemplative scene. The imagery of death stopping by the window and peering in creates a sense of intrigue and mystery. However, there are a few areas where the poem could be further developed to enhance its impact.
Firstly, the poem could benefit from more precise and vivid language. For example, instead of using the phrase "landing on the sill," consider using a more evocative verb that conveys a sense of purpose or intention. This would help to create a stronger visual image for the reader.
Additionally, the poem raises interesting questions about the nature of death and its potential consequences. However, these questions are left unanswered, leaving the reader with a sense of ambiguity. Consider expanding on the idea of death planting a seed and explore the potential symbolism of black roses. This would provide the reader with a deeper understanding of the poem's themes and add layers of meaning.
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Was it...
in the form of a raven or a crow?
Many people think that the raven or crow is a harbinger of death when in reality they are Odin's messengers and spies.
Many other cultures see the crow as a trickster. I like this, good to see you back writing, I've missed your stuff.
Nice take on The Grim Reaper. ~ Geezer.
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Gracias amigo
Thanks for the read and comment, which is very kind. Not a raven or crow, more a faceless specter, accompanied by a sense of foreboding. Appears now and then.
Another Visit
Hello, Richard,
You've captured so much with this brief poem. Fleeting thoughts that give pause. I am intrigued with the title as to using " Another" - not "A" or "The." Adds so much mystery. Really like this.
Thank you,
L
Thanks Lavender
I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. As for "Another," I have: an earlier poem about a somewhat similar encounter:
Constant companion
Death ambled by the doorway today
black and a little gold
undaunted by the cold
from across the street
faceless
the specter fell in behind
We rushed to get in the door
shut it quickly
glanced through the glass
this time
a little slower
death ambled right on past
Very nice.
The poems compliment one another well.
L
I see...
more in this piece each time I read it! ~ Geezer.
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