The Fall

In arrogance I walk,
glancing at houses
adorned with snow
instead of watching
the slippery legions
taking over the path.

Friction loses
its mighty grip
as gravity drags me
down to bitter ice.

Cool wet spots
on my jeans
mark my defeat
as I rise again.

I continue
on the path,
this time keeping
one eye on the ground.

"Friction loses
its mighty grip,
as gravity drags me
down to bitter ice."

^^ This stanza made me smile. I don't know if you wanted it to be amusing, but it amused me. This was my favourite stanza.

I wonder if there is a deeper meaning in this poem. The way I interpret it, the speaker is arrogant and careless, but by the end of the poem he or she has realised that there are some things stronger or mightier than him or her, and that he/she is not invincible. (I say he/she because I know you are female but for some reason when I read the poem I felt like the narrator was a guy. Sorry if it's actually you .)
Talking about the scenery at the beginning left me a little lost, as I wanted to know where you were and what you were looking at - is it beautiful scenery, or are you walking through town? Apart from that, good job. I liked it.

Oh, I like this very much:)

I have to say, I agree with Matt Bellamy about her favorite stanza:) I'm not sure why... *shrugs*

I almost think it wouldn't hurt to make this longer. I like the beginning, but the 'climax,' where they/you fall seems too short. Maybe describe it more? Like, how it feels when they fall? Something like that.

And I agree with Matt about describing the scenery too.

But yes, I really liked this:)

I like it. I don't know what to say though, I kept on thinking that it ment more than what it really said...
hmmm

Kix39

The second stanza is definitely the best. Yay for physics! But... the others lack something. Try injecting less information of the narrator and see what happens.

Hehe... Sounds like my experience ice skating last year. I fell quite a lot that night. I was better by the end, but certainly was suffering from a bruised pride.

I don't know what, but this poem just seems to be missing something. You have a great set up here, maybe you could expand on it? Maybe more of the arrogance and then the humbleness that follows?

In any case, I liked your poem. Very nice job. I loved how it maybe had a deeper meaning than the one on the surface?

*thumbs up*

~GryphonFledgling

Nice. Very nicely written. I won't to read more pretty please!

All I have to say about this poem is that it's clever. I didn't really like it, but I admire the cleverness of it. Just a couple of things I noticed:

niteowl wrote:...instead of watching
colonies of ice...

Add "the" between "watching" and "colonies".

Friction loses
its mighty grip,
as gravity drags me
down to bitter ice.

I think it would be smoother as "Friction loses its mighty grip. Gravity drags me down to bitter ice."

I continue
on the path
this time keeping
one eye on the ground.

Comma after path, and you're good to go.

Like I said, it was clever, but I wasn't too fond of it. But great job anyway.

Hello...yes I enjoyed this very much. It was very interesting and I agree with the first comment that this is my favorite stanza:

Friction loses
its mighty grip,
as gravity drags me
down to bitter ice.

It just has feeling to it. I'm not sure how to explain why I like it. I just do.

Besides that, I find no fault in this. I feel this is a very good poem!

Maybe it was just me, but I would have liekd it better if you had used the word 'ice' only once.

Other than that, I liked it. Wasn't bad.

i liked it alot...just don't got a clue of what to say to you......but keep it up though....^^

Heyhey

I really like this. I agree with some of the others, it would be better if it was a bit longer.

I especially like the way you've used powerful words for simple everyday things, like 'mighty grip', and 'mark my defeat', it has a nice effect.

I also quite like the way you've put it together, starting with 'in arrogance I walk' to 'keeping one eye on the ground', I think because of this your poem can be interpreted in many different ways.

I think it's a great start, but it needs a little more so that it's not so blunt. Keep up the good work

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I'm a big fan of existential poetry, and this is no exception! It reminds me of an Aesop's life lesson a la fairytale, and I'm a huge fan.

I only have a few minor suggestions for this little ditty.

In arrogance I walk,
looking at scenery
instead of watching
colonies of ice
taking over the path.

Friction loses
its mighty grip,
as gravity drags me
down to bitter ice.

Your two descriptions of the ice aren't entirely cohesive. The ice resembles a colony, yet is bitter. When I think colony, my associations include things like settlement, unobtrusive, resourceful people, persistence. That being said, 'colony' is not a bad adjective for the ice-- on the path, it is similar to persistent little settlements that are taking over the area. But now bitter doesn't really work. I don't generally associate colonies with bitterness unless they're under oppression.

That being said, bitter is also a good adjective for ice. If you want to keep bitter, I would change 'colonies' to something like squadrons, brigades, battalions, legions-- something that is more likely to be familiar with bitterness. Otherwise, by keeping colony, you're not really justifying why the ice is bitter, and so the description becomes kind of flaky and unsubstantial.

If you keep 'colonies,' change 'bitter' to something that's more relevant to a colony.

looking at scenery

Looking is kind of, well, boring. ;) Because your poem is so short, it's best to use words that are as packed with as much imagery and meaning as possible. I suggest

perusing if the speaker is your average bloke
gawking if the speaker is a bit of an amateur/klutz
leering if the speaker is pompous and haughty

Ah, the power of connotation!

Lastly, it would be nice if you could find a way to avoid the use of 'ice' twice, as previously mentioned by an earlier post. Maybe you could change 'ice' to 'frozen water' in the first stanza. Because this poem is existential, it's okay to be on the scientific, 'unbiased/unpoetic' side.

Hope this helps!

In arrogance I walk,
glancing at houses
adorned with snow
instead of watching
sliippery legions
taking over the path.

watching the slippery legions? add a "the" before slippery, which you put one to many i's in. Also, is legion the right word....?

Friction loses
its mighty grip
as gravity drags me
down to bitter ice.

OKay, you've made a mistake lots of people have been making today. "Friction loses...... its mighty grip......" is that how you want it to sound? it would flow better if you joined those two together, and PLEASE, watch out for where you break your lines. Also, you're missing another "the" this time place it in front of "bitter"

Cool wet spots
on my jeans
mark my defeat
as I rise again.

I continue
on the path,
this time keeping
one eye on the ground.

I liked this part. Good job!