It feels very precious to me, when one sibling feels true loving encouragement toward another. You've expressed that feeling, with simplicity, yet also depth. Coming from a family where everyone was abused & pitted against each other, I have always wished for this kind of closeness between me & my siblings. I never write about such things becuz it's hard to imagine. But your poem paints a picture of how it can be.
A amazing poem.
"My sweet you've done it
And I couldn't be prouder"
I liked the above lines and you honor yourself by honoring your sister. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
This feels paternal to me I like it, it brought a smile on my face. The way you write and your rhyme scheme is interesting and not the norm to my eyes and mind. I also enjoy what you produce. Thank you for sharing.
Wow. It felt so amazing to realize you have expressed your true feelings for your little sister. I would say she too would feel proud to have such as amazing sibling as you :)
• She used to look up to me
• To see how she should be
This is a fact, true, but not terribly evocative or vivid. You're telling. But suppose you jazz it up a bit with something like:
- - - - -
She used to be my biggest fan
and tried to fill my shoes
"I'll be like you," she swore to me.
"And I will never lose."
Why walk my way, you silly girl
and and only shadow me."
When you can blaze a shining path
that everyone one will see.
Etc.
- - - -
Not great poetry. I don't write great poetry, and this was dashed off with little thought and weak rhymes. But see the difference? What I said was pretty much what you were saying, but rather than simply state it, I alluded to the thought in language that evokes emotion in-the-reader. I provided a cadence and maintained it to give a bit of a beat. And isn't that more fun than explaining? It's more fun to write, too.
Hang in there, and keep on writing. It never gets easier, but you do become confused on a higher level.
Jay Greenstein
https://jaygreenstein.wordpress.com/category/the-craft-of-writing/
...Not to give too much, but to give just enough.
simple, I'm a young woman who has things to say
but have no idea how to say them,
until you put a pen in my hand
and an empty book in front of .. more..