#Revised free write inspired by Chopin's Nocturne Op9 No2 Eflat Major Andante
Withered and misplaced my fingers curl and reach filthy. Shining with some kind of stick Pale and thin Feminine Untrimmed
diamond-ringed. the piano takes the lead Lightly and bold. My bones so cold under me Raised, my skin, like scales amidst my blueish, yellow nails Repent for the music again, a pattern begins.. Soft keys freeze on their highest peaks up, and like melting ice descend
All aside the dance of the left and low hand
The Cat
Hotblooded
in my lap. Light my cigarette Adjusting my feet -I sat- My boots and chains upset atop the hollow wood floor. Hovering in Minor. Rapturing dark chords.
Thankful for the Wild One's courtship through this Cavern-Like cold
Nocturne fluttering souls.
As deafly or muted as can be.. Or
freed on my own accord. from the onlook of frosty iron bars A note is skipped
and made up for.
An alumni to greater beauty these few words how the smoke seems to dance in the light Raptured by the atmosphere And the not so dirty hands twinkle more like an enigma of contrasting affinities seen through the eyes of the Important beings
Into the begins of an end whilst the night claims them..
and as my claws pry the keys for an according portrayal.
All through the Andante til now I create the last tune's
okay here is another one of your's that is absolutely spectacular..
i too embrace short line breaks in my writing and enjoy them when done right to accentuate particular points in the piece, which you do more then splendidly..
lots of critiques i see down below.. if i changed my poems with every single suggestion/correction that was given, the poem would be ever changing until it ceased to have any of my, essence, in it all.. i leave the grammar and punctuation to those that know that part better then i and simply scribble what falls out of simple brain, warts and all.. im all about how the song made me feel then how it was sung or written.. ive got a feeling that you dont need anyone to tell you to just follow your heart, but please do.. the colors you use to paint your poems brush brilliant across the papyrus of our eyes..
i dont know about composed, but excited applause to be sure
Oh I like this poem. I love some of the descriptions, just simple things like 'frosty iron bars', 'the wild one's courtship'. It is descriptive yet vague enough for the reader to imagine for themselves who the actors are. It's tone is mystical and dark.
i feel you when you say you wanted it to be raw for a couple of days if you want to make any edits that's on you, but it is good raw "All through the Andante til now i create the last tune's." I love it. You made me look up "andante" And it was a better poem once i did. Good s**t and thank you. I'm a fan.
Beautiful. ONly complaints? The line breaks are aesthetically pretty but don't promote flow or meter. Aural motif varies in lucidity. It has a great chance of being published in a few e-mags I work for. Try rearranging in accordance with meaning instead of superficiality. Pacing is excellent. Easy to finish, no extra words I can find. Theme is easy to grasp. It's pretty vague, language is wispy and common. You have zero figurative language, symbolism, but pretty stellar sensory details when you do use them. Try to find more of them. It really paints up a vignette from intangible and intellectually-driven, to ethereal delicate substantiality. Otherwise, the tone is nebulous. Mood is very impalpable, delicate, and fortunately, exquisite. It's like the stars are clawed for syzygy in your climax. Brilliant arc until the conclusion. Well done.
In free write as well as revised I have a habit of making those breaks to help focus on each word. I.. read moreIn free write as well as revised I have a habit of making those breaks to help focus on each word. I feel it can be read better as opposed to being scanned. I can't change much because I feel its rightly written, although I did do some editing in partial agreement in what you've conveyed; that it does not capture the reader, as I did assume it would like it would for me if I was reading this for the first time.
For the superficialities you speak of, I don't quite understand where those are at and if your review here is saying that they're misplaced or unneeded.. I suppose I'm just not entirely sure which lines these are or what ideas are the superficial ones besides the arrangements in between where it's the Poet describing itself and the things around them.
Figurative language, symbolism, yes, I know these are missing when there are many possible things I could have described in addition that way.. I knew after writing it that it will most likely appear more in the revision. Because I hear them, I imagine them having a part, so I will see what happens when I edit.
this is the new version above now with less spaces. Thanks for your constructive review, I appreciate your enthusiastic energy on this one. And your compliments I'm also grateful for.
Revisions right? I can't pinpoint, but I'm liking everything a lot more. "Raised,
my skin, read moreRevisions right? I can't pinpoint, but I'm liking everything a lot more. "Raised,
my skin,
like scales
amidst my blueish, yellow
nails
Oh the music again,
a pattern begins..
Soft keys freeze
on their highest peaks
up,
and like
melting ice descend"
Was that always there? It's great. I don't remember. I read a lot during the day.
12 Years Ago
"Soft keys freeze
on their highest peaks
up" is the revision
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