The rhythm fell off after "Their petty things became a bitter shroud," to me anyways. I think you should work on the lines below that. It nicely flowed in a beautiful sonnet. The diction could be polished off some to formulate a more romantic piece like maybe "Annmarie's smile restored the bridge/of the great joy they come to forget." Another example is the introduction of the baby girl. You could continue to stretch out the metaphor of a garden by saying she budded, or a seedling was born.
I absolutely love how your poems tell a sweet and light story. I adored the imagery woven together and how it enveloped throughout the piece. The beginning was my favorite I have to admit. These lines, "It began as a seed of sweet friendship/ A tender touch, a sentiment benign," were touching and reminded me of a classic time relationships started with a friendship. Glad you are writing more poetry. Hope I can get more time to read some more of it.
The rhythm fell off after "Their petty things became a bitter shroud," to me anyways. I think you should work on the lines below that. It nicely flowed in a beautiful sonnet. The diction could be polished off some to formulate a more romantic piece like maybe "Annmarie's smile restored the bridge/of the great joy they come to forget." Another example is the introduction of the baby girl. You could continue to stretch out the metaphor of a garden by saying she budded, or a seedling was born.
I absolutely love how your poems tell a sweet and light story. I adored the imagery woven together and how it enveloped throughout the piece. The beginning was my favorite I have to admit. These lines, "It began as a seed of sweet friendship/ A tender touch, a sentiment benign," were touching and reminded me of a classic time relationships started with a friendship. Glad you are writing more poetry. Hope I can get more time to read some more of it.
Lovely language, all written in an orderly fashion. I must agree with ravenjess; we will all see this poem in college poetry books someday. ;-) Masterful poetry, my friend.
"Now, their song, a word eternal
Washed over the trying flames infernal."
i truly believe that you will go down in history as an immortal poet. :) Another amazing poem
"Annmarie’s smile reminded those two
Of the great joy they had come to forget"
Some gifts allow us to know what love is and strengthen the binding of two people. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote
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