...i like how you added the number 8 in the above stanza, which would indicate perhaps,
that this 'damsel in distress; is locked away in this place for infinity, which the number 8 represents if turned on its side.
So my eyes almost widened, scared for the character; so the story-like poem had me on the edge of my seat, but of course, at the end, the ending transmitted a smile, all the while, infinity: LOVE
(and, not to mention, your great use of rhyme and emitting emotions to the reader, made me
want to shout out to my own prince, who is my prince because he takes me away every day to the greatest part of my heart: hope and imagination, where WE exclude devastation, and there is where he could finally hear me:
wow. i really like the flow of this. It seems thought you've been sitting on that mushroom in the dark forest again. I loved your words yesterday. that was just beautiful. I had to go through the grief and loss process when they were gone. and now I see where you got those words from. ur a natural
always,
Don
This is cute. Amazing. I love it. You are a good writer. This poem captured my attention from the very first sentence. Your words are exotic and just roll into the piece. Nice flow. Congrats.
...i like how you added the number 8 in the above stanza, which would indicate perhaps,
that this 'damsel in distress; is locked away in this place for infinity, which the number 8 represents if turned on its side.
So my eyes almost widened, scared for the character; so the story-like poem had me on the edge of my seat, but of course, at the end, the ending transmitted a smile, all the while, infinity: LOVE
(and, not to mention, your great use of rhyme and emitting emotions to the reader, made me
want to shout out to my own prince, who is my prince because he takes me away every day to the greatest part of my heart: hope and imagination, where WE exclude devastation, and there is where he could finally hear me: