High atop Sixth Avenue Plaza
Sits a man. Glorious as the
Day is long, wits to kill,
Handsome and winsome.
I put him up there, I'm
Not sure that's where
He'd like to be. But I
Keep tossing him up there
So I can make him look
Down on me.
An interesting idea.
The first thought that came to my mind was
Gargoyles actually. About how St. Romanus caught and burned the body of a dragon. But the head would not burn. Thus the Gargoyle was born, too look from above and ward off evil spirits.
I think its pretty good but i feel that when you split lines like that it makes the poem sound choppy. It's just me I'm weird like that. I did however feel like the poem was about someone who puts another person on a pedestal because they admire them but the other person does not feel like they should be idolized. Thats what I got! Short and sweet! Keep Writing!
An interesting idea.
The first thought that came to my mind was
Gargoyles actually. About how St. Romanus caught and burned the body of a dragon. But the head would not burn. Thus the Gargoyle was born, too look from above and ward off evil spirits.
Putting a man up on a white horse i heard of but tossing one uptop a building? Very clever ...
I love the line "glorious as the day is long" Sounds like he just might wanna be up there..
A very whimsical piece.
thanks for sharing
GBU
I think this is how so many of us live..
i have crowned men only so they will look upon me as a queen..
it's a fifty-fifty gamble..
Jazzy, simple but speaks volumes.
Don't email me and demand I read and review your work. It's bizarre.
Wake me if you like me,
Wake me if you want me,
Wake me if you need another poem.
L'original style, au-del du blah bla.. more..