Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/21/24 to 04/27/24

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Pirate

She could not stop questioning why I loved her.
How could I choose her? She used her scars as weapons,
cutting the offering into ribbons of doubt and hesitation,
never able to accept my assurances with her cutlass drawn.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: San Francisco Bay Area - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Bukowski

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Comments

Pirate

Hello, Michael,
This is strong, and a bit sad. On the defense while destroying relationships.
I like this very much.
Thank you,
L

Thank you L! Exactly that!

Best

Dear Michael,

perhaps someday, Lady Pain, will get past licking her wounds and put down her cutlass and be able to accept love and return it.

*hugs, Cat