Tattoo my soul with your poet's pen,
Perchance I'll want to live again.
Say sounds so softly with each line,
Whispering words of love,
Making them Mine.
Fill my heart with your poet's ink,
A cupid's cup of which I'll drink.
Reaping romance of rhymes you write
Gleefully gladens with gay delight.
Send my senses soaring blissfully high
Yes,my love must have wings to fly
Sing songs of love,that I may hear
Telling me , taunting me ,taking me there
Mark my mind with your poet's thought,
Awaken my spirit in vapors caught.
Renew and refine that I may have and see
Poetry's Picturesque Paint on me.
So Tattoo my Soul with your poet's pen
Perhaps I'll want to love again.
Congratulations on your recent award, having read this poem I can say it was totally deserved.
I normally head the other way as soon as I see something has rhyme, but I'm really glad I continued reading this one because all the reasons I don't normally like rhyme aren't present. Your meter is spot on and almost none of the words you've chosen feel forced (the exception is one line, and the force is for a different reason than meter). I also really love the way you revisit a subtly different version of the first two lines in your final stanza, it gives a real sense of completion to the poem while adding to its impact.
The two things that let this poem down, in my opinion, is the line "gleefully gladdens with gay delight" and the overuse of capitalisation. The use of alliteration throughout the poem is interesting, and helps the words and phrases flow from the tongue nicely, but that particular phrase just seems to 'stick in the craw' a bit. It's a bit archaic, and in that sense, somewhat overused. Other alliteration you've used has been very fresh and original (still in love with "Reaping romance of rhymes you write") which makes that one line particularly jarring.
As for the capitalisation, that may be a personal style thing for you, I'm not sure, but for me it really detracts.
That said, all up reading your poem has been a wonderful experience, and I'm glad I took the time to check out the contest winners!
The poem is beautiful. The great Poets and writers do tattoo their words and thoughts upon us.
"Sing songs of love,that I may hear
Telling me , taunting me ,taking me there"
Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote
No matter what adjective I use, it may not convey just how highly I find this piece. It's a masterpiece written with grace, elegance and talent. Your words flow naturally, your thoughts clearly expressed. This poem has a quiet but resounding voice.