Crazy was never boring.
But it couldn’t be built to last.
Her love had sharp edges.
The cutting kind with no concern.
As if she could mend everything
with all of my pieces.
Crazy was never boring.
But it couldn’t be built to last.
Her love had sharp edges.
The cutting kind with no concern.
As if she could mend everything
with all of my pieces.
Last Few Words: More from my dating times...
Style/Type: Free verse
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Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
She...
must have been either a sorcerer or a seamstress, maybe both!
*hugs, Cat
Hahaha - love that Cat! Maybe
Hahaha - love that Cat! Maybe a little of both.
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I've known...
that kind. The ones who don't care about where their affections come from or go to, each one has to be better than the last.
Anyhow, nice job. ~ Geez.
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Thanks Geez! I like your
Thanks Geez! I like your comment about coming from or goiing to - very apropos here. Might use that as a prompt somewhere - cheers!
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Thank you Mark! Your comments
Thank you Mark! Your comments seem to have the kernel of a poem I look forward to reading my friend!
Hope the new year is off to a good start for you and yours.
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Girl From Half Moon Bay
Hello, Michael,
Love the title. Right away it gives me the feeling of a very significant place and time period, much like the movie title, "Summer of '42." Nice final line that sums it all up.
Thank you,
L
(Looked up Half Moon Bay - beautiful! I hope you also have fond memories there, too!)
For a short poem, you've hit
For a short poem, you've hit all the spots. Great job, I really enjoyed this. Ruby :) xx