A Land.....

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this is my first ever poem so constructive and honest feedback would be good!

A Land where the skies are as blue as the seas,
A Land where man walk free as the brisk breeze,
A Land where one can live a life of harmony and laughter,
And a land of peace and love to rest thereafter.

What is this here of destruction and fear?
Man becoming bitter as the taste of the tear,
Lets hault this, revolt and become our own jury,
And restore a land of beauty and glory.......
Last edited by georgewright1989 on Thu Jan 12, 2006 4:16 pm, edited 1 time in total.




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Nice rhyming! :)

A Land where man walk free as the brisk breeze,

I think if you took out the brisk, and changed man to men it would flow better.

And a land of peace and love to rest thereafter,

Since this is the last line in a stanza, and the next one begins a new sentence, you should make the comma at the end into a period.

Yeah, thats all I really have, except you could use a BIT less periods at the end. Like one, for example, lol. Cute peacy poem.




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It was ok, but nothing special. The rhyming could be improved on, but since I never used that system I can't help much there. Maybe extend it a little bit too. Feels a bit empty the way it is, and when you have a message like this you really need to have a solid piece of writing. Just that little bit more can make all the difference.

Nice work, nevertheless.
Gone, gone from New York City,
where you gonna go with a head that empty?
Gone, gone from New York City,
where you gonna go with a heart that gone?




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thanks for the feedback - wasn't too sure about it but i just penned it in a few minutes and was just looking for a bit feedback/advice. cheers :-)



For in everything it is no easy task to find the middle ... anyone can get angry—that is easy—or give or spend money; but to do this to the right person, to the right extent, at the right time, with the right motive, and in the right way, that is not for everyone, nor is it easy; wherefore goodness is both rare and laudable and noble.
— Aristotle