You endowed me with a humble blade, And I took hours to realize my gift. While I had a sickle to yearn the larggese, Your partisan eyes still had delusions And were stranded alone waiting for me
Hmm wow its like a journey searching for yourself and the way wise people tell you with powerful meaniful words and in my own well done for a poem with few words.
Oo ohhh, gettins all fancy now are we? trying to incorporate minimalism into your poetry (shortening number of lines)? I like this ^_^
It seems to be that the word "sickle" is perhaps one of your favorites... it does give a fine menacing perspective, especially when thought of when it relates to the flag of the russian regime (I think it's their flag, might be another's, possibly Ukraine, too right now lazy to look up, lol).
Personally, I find the story somewhat confusing though... :/ dang my simple brain.
Is it that Her lover knew of her intentions so he left her a*s, but she doesn't know yet so she's waiting still, waiting upon his return to metaphorically stab him (betrayal)?
Do like the poem if I have inferred right. It's pretty well done for only four lines ^_^
Overall 85/100
A powerful use of words. Told a complete story in four lines. I like the way you ended this poem. Some gifts have great cost. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote
This is the tale of a couple.............
Male character is recently gifted with a very modest gift by his fiance, but he diapproves her ift and leaves the shore for earning big. But at that time he realizes that the girl will be waiting for her at the windowsill waiting for her
. . . My brain's trying to catch up with this . . . Short but very powerful, my favourite piece is describing the eyes as stranded, that is a great image. ~ BlackCl0ud