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Lilac Hummingbirds Of The World, Unite!

by MasterGrieves


On the window sill.
Its wings illustrious with thrill.
A wingspan wider than the air.
The skies had found its new heir.

This was not to last.
Human intervention with a blast.
Silver bullet through his rainbow chest.
The prince had fallen; who was to be next?


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Fri Jul 11, 2014 7:36 pm
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There is a great story told in this poem. The rhyming was perfect as I read. I kept up with the beat, which was really good. A good beat means that the reader could read it well. You only have one minor error, which I'll help fix.

First line: "window sill" is "windowsill." One word.

I always find that word is always misspelled because it sounds like two words. Oh, well, what can you do about that? Any other way, I love the poem. Though it's short and bittersweet, it gets the message across.




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Hey there, Scarlet here to review!

Guess what? Your my last review for today! Congratulations!

This was actually a really good poem. Beautiful and gives off a grand message.


I do have a few nitpicks thought.


I think that some of the lines could've been lengthened.

On the window sill.
Its wings illustrious with thrill.


This could be made into a whole sentence itself.

Here I'll show you:

On the window sill, Its wings illustrious with thrill.



This was not to last.
Human intervention with a blast.


This could also be put into a whole sentence.

This was not to last, human intervention with a blast.



Other than that, it was brilliant. My favorite line in the entire poem would have to be:

A wingspan wider than the air.
The skies had found its new heir


and

The prince had fallen; who was to be next?


It's well written, In my thoughts I think when it refers to the 'prince'. Your talking about the center of nature itself. Trees, right?

I loved this poem and you've earned yourself a 9 1/2/10.

Great Job!

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With love, Scarlet; Scout of the Sycamore Cabin




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Thu Jul 10, 2014 11:33 pm
Kelpies says...



I like this poem! Sad, but true.




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Hello handsome.

So this is a really pretty poem. Which is unusual for you because there isn't any blood :p

On the window sill.
Its wings illustrious with thrill.
A wingspan wider than the air.
The skies had found its new heir.


This is all very metaphorical and it's purddy durddy language. I like that. :)
The bird is obviously the main focus of this stanza. I don't think you've really written about nature before but this was really good. :)

This was not to last.
Human intervention with a blast.
Silver bullet through his rainbow chest.
The prince had fallen; who was to be next?


And you couldn't just have a happy work could ya :p
I should have guessed. There was ALMOST blood with this in reference to the bullet, but somehow you managed to keep it clean. A bird could resemble peace and lilac is a fairly timid colour.
This was clever. And ending with a rhetorical question is always a killer. What happens next!? :P





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