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That starry glimmer in the sky

A droplet, from endless cloud cascades

Those beads that cling as tears to panes

Evaporate in vain

 

Trickle not through empty crevice

Explode! Leak down to nourish thirst

Reach heart and hand, touch brow and thought

Imbue a unique stain

 

A soil rich from virtue moist

Surrounds the seeds of hopeful bloom

Drowning fear in waves of thought

To overcome the pain

 

Praying for storms to set me free

I reach my hands towards grey horizons...

Yet endless dry spells mock me.

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I really like this, you can feel the yearning very strongly throughout and on a purely selfish note I love storms and often sit being mocked by darkclouds that develop into nothing, so I feel the anxiety here.

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Wyvie~

 

Now that it's not 2am and I can actually write a sentence that makes sense, I wanted to comment on this poem.

 

First off, I really liked it a lot. One of your strengths as a writer is that your works always sing with intelligence. I don't know if that makes sense. However, I find myself often thinking after reading one of your works. "Wyvie is very intelligent." I'm not sure you intend for that to ring in your writing, but for me, it certainly does.

 

Poetry is very beatiful, but not always intelligent. I anxiously watch for your works because you have a way of satisfying more than one area of my brain. I'm sorry that I'm not experienced enough to offer line by line critique (Yet, I'm really trying to learn) However, to me it flows really nicely.

 

I especially like the rhythm of this one. I like how the 4th line of the first three stanza's end with a 6 beat line which is a few beats shorter than all the other line. This consistency seems to close each stanza nicely to me as I read it. :0)

 

Great job! I'll enjoy reading more of your works!!

 

~Salinye :butterfly:

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tis a nice piece, I especially like the first stanza, particularly the use of the line

 

"Those beads that cling as tears to panes"

 

Which seems to me to be a concession to an older style that I adore (think Herrick and dunne) and the entire first stanza has a very naturalistic feel (a type of poetry I love) which plays off rather well against the more raw organic feel of the rest of the poem.

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Thanks to those who commented on the original... I recently revised this poem in the Writer's Workshop since I was unsatisfied with a number of parts in it. Here's the final (and in my opinion, better) version of the poem:

 

That starry glimmer in the sky

A droplet, from endless cloud cascades

Those beads that cling as tears to panes

Evaporate in vain

 

To trickle is to pass unseen

So burst, spread over massive plains

Reach heart and hand, touch brow and thought

Imbue a unique stain

 

Fall upon the open soil

Submerge, through endless dirt and pain

Enrich it with your distinct smile

Give bloom to hope untamed

 

As dark clouds gather in the sky

I plead for storms to set me free

And reach my hands towards grey horizons...

Yet endless dry spells mock me.

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Both were very good reads!

 

For me this read as a poem about a land which once knew what it was to feel nourished but which since has become desert-like. It personified the feelings of the land towards that which it is dependent upon. Thats what I got from reading it. A dry county feel...

 

Thoroughly enjoyed this Wyvern and glad it was brought back up cause I was on holidays and must have missed it first time round :/

 

:wolf:

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Ahhhhh I finally had time to read the amendments!

 

I especially love:

 

To trickle is to pass unseen

So burst, spread over massive plains

 

a much more descriptive pairing, great work, I liked them both but I can see you thought long and hard about it and I agree the second is better, well done! :D

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