Bolshevik wrote:It's raining,
So I'll stay inside, and write of the world external, Not a huge fan of the noticeable difference in size between those last two lines. Maybe if you relocated the line break, it might sound better...? And "the world external" is a weird way of referring to outside.
battered by the deluge,
knocking on my windowsill, calling for my conformation. "Conformation" is too long and technical-sounding a word for poetry. I know what you're trying to say, but it just sounds halted here.
It's raining,
so I'll write of my bedrock soul,
at the bottom of the virgin quarry, Meh. Not sure about this.
resisting the forces of nature,
raindrops rolling off it, What is "it?" You have brought up so many possible candidates that now I'm confused as to what this means.
and flowing away, like a shunned river of epiphany, "A river of epiphany?" I dunno. I think "ideas" would work just as well. Better, actually. Don't use complicated words just because you can, especially when they don't even sound as good as their simpler form.
diverted by a dam of speculation,
collecting in a resevoir of regressive ideals.
It's raining,
so I'm staying inside, writing of the world,
knocking on my windowsill. Are you knocking on your windowsill, or is the world?
It's raining,
So I'll stay inside, and write of the world external,
battered by the deluge,
knocking on my windowsill,
calling for my conformation.
It's raining,I like how you keep referencing to the title
so I'll write of my bedrock soul,
at the bottom of the virgin quarry,
resisting the forces of nature,
raindrops rolling off it,and flowing away,
like a shunned river of epiphany,
diverted by a dam of speculation,
collecting in a resevoir of regressive ideals.Whoa,what?
It's raining,
so I'm staying inside,
writing of the world,
knocking on my windowsill.This is probably the only bit I understand xD