A quick edit -- add a "t" to the second to last line - I don't believe you meant to say he.
This poem was beautiful. You say you had no idea in mind, but to me it seems like there is a fairly clear theme. To begin, I'm astonished that such a short poem has such emotion. It's true you can make one word emotional if used correctly, but to see it in action, unprompted, is rare and brilliant. Second, the imagery in this pulls it together. Starting out with that which we see, know and can imagine (the sun, blood on a yellow brick road) and moving into things that we read about (and sometimes experience though much less frequent than we run into the sun) such as screams in halls, and, finally, ending with something that we are forced to imagine as it is not cement in our mind (those who thrive on the death of others) is what ultimately makes this poem powerful. (overlooking of course the brilliant flow, and good connecting word choice which also holds this poem together). Really well done here.
really nice, sometimes we just...what I like to call channel, subconsciously we have things we want to say, and sometimes a river just pours out into something incredible like this....
I think its a great poem! SImple, short but very powerful, message very clear. Even you said you've no idea when you write it, I think the idea of it is really clear instead! The imagery and creativity is great!
Nice written!
To me this is some of the best work ive read in awhile i often myself have no clear direction when i write i just go with the work no matter where it takes me and in doing this i belive you get the best work.
A quick edit -- add a "t" to the second to last line - I don't believe you meant to say he.
This poem was beautiful. You say you had no idea in mind, but to me it seems like there is a fairly clear theme. To begin, I'm astonished that such a short poem has such emotion. It's true you can make one word emotional if used correctly, but to see it in action, unprompted, is rare and brilliant. Second, the imagery in this pulls it together. Starting out with that which we see, know and can imagine (the sun, blood on a yellow brick road) and moving into things that we read about (and sometimes experience though much less frequent than we run into the sun) such as screams in halls, and, finally, ending with something that we are forced to imagine as it is not cement in our mind (those who thrive on the death of others) is what ultimately makes this poem powerful. (overlooking of course the brilliant flow, and good connecting word choice which also holds this poem together). Really well done here.
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