This is an interesting idea, Jess, and I like the use you make of symbolism. I do find that the font and colour changes in "Red Sheet" (as well as the random capitalisation) pull me out of the poem, though - perhaps if you just coloured the word "red"? I think, also, the word "silly" in the title detracts a lot from the piece - maybe just Red Sheet or Your Red Sheet? The last stanza, too, feels tacked on; it doesn't quite seem to belong to the same poem, if that makes sense? I wonder if it might tie together better if you moved "You call it a silly Red Sheet / I call it a cape." to the end? Just my thoughts! All in all, though, another good premise you can build on.
I absolutely love this. The contrasting images that you create through the super hero v. the blood on the sheet create a story, and the symbolism of the red sheet is intriguer. Very well done.
If one believes in the red sheet than it shall have the power of any super hero. I like how you showed the power of perception over the power of truth. How we perceive something is more truth than truth itself. This was a wonderful write and an interesting way of looking at things.
Red sheet. The life around it. It could be failure, it could be the last grasping hope..An open to thought poem..Perhaps symbolic..I need to think over..But since the sheet is red..It gives a sense , a perspective.. And I don't want to associate our association with red sheet..He he
This is an interesting idea, Jess, and I like the use you make of symbolism. I do find that the font and colour changes in "Red Sheet" (as well as the random capitalisation) pull me out of the poem, though - perhaps if you just coloured the word "red"? I think, also, the word "silly" in the title detracts a lot from the piece - maybe just Red Sheet or Your Red Sheet? The last stanza, too, feels tacked on; it doesn't quite seem to belong to the same poem, if that makes sense? I wonder if it might tie together better if you moved "You call it a silly Red Sheet / I call it a cape." to the end? Just my thoughts! All in all, though, another good premise you can build on.
Just another number, darling. Nothing to the world.
Bet I'm a statistic, baby. Just the broken girl.
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