A bare skeleton. Just a babe in creation. Slowly smothered with ribbons and scarves. With unnecessary flourishes and marks. Dot the 'i's and cross the "t's. A tragedy in modesty.
A/N: Yep, this is my view on poetry.
There are four basic food groups: milk chocolate, dark chocolate, white chocolate, and chocolate truffles. -Anonymous.
Oh goodness. This is lovely. I can't say too much about it, cause they're isn't much there, but I think thats what really makes this piece. It exemplifies the 'modesty' even more so with just a few words =] The only part I was slightly confused on was the last two lines, it made me unsure of what the poem was about for a moment. But other than that, you have a really nice piece here =]
I really liked it! It was interesting, short and sweet! I'm not too sure what I can say about this because there are no flaws and not much there that I can talk about. The line before the last was a little confusing for a moment but after thinking about it your title and poem come together to create a meaning. --Hayley