This poem addresses why I am not reviewing poems and writing as much.
Red Roses bloom around me A swift dash of steel divides Falling...or failing? Like a bottle unopened It remains trapped inside Whispers of tomorrow echo the past Failing... I am failing at everything I don't want to compose Seedless fruit that will only spoil As they will never be tasted... never be chosen Failed
or....like so many others....you continue to try until it all comes back...which eventually it does.....creativity doesn't die .. it just hides in "Dark Corners" until it's ready to rear it's beautiful head again..sometimes however, you just have to jump start it a little...
I thought this write was more than a small step in that direction...
keep on keepin' on Raven...
This was a terrific read...
allen
I can so relate to this one at this very moment in my life. You know how to deliver Raven. And you do it with such a unique style that is classical Raven. And I love to devour each of your works of artistry. Excellent!
There isn't a poem of your that doesn't make me go like- woooaaahhhh! I like the title, well at first I thought it would be something sappy, but I like how you compared falling/failing roses to red tears. I hope you havn't lost hope in everything thought, your poems are wonderful :)