Orange Peel and Apple Pips

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An apple pip is those little brown pips that you find in the core of apples. They're sort of like seeds and I love threading them into my poetry because they hold a lot of childhood memories for me. Someone once told me that if you planted one in the garden, it would grow into an apple tree and being a naive child I did and that bitter disappointment when nothing happened has always clung to me. Sorry. A rather long winded explanation just to tell you what an apple pip is.

Thank you for the review, I really appreciate it =)
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There must be more to life than this:

a winter wind and withered kiss

upon these frozen, sun-parched lips;

just orange peel and apple pips.


I love this! I have a strong feeling for poems with emotion and rhyme. I know how they irk some people; and dont get me wrong, they bother me when there isn't emotion to them. But I really, really liked this one. It brings to mind memories and really opens your eyes to looking at things in another perspective. Keep it up, two thumbs up. I love it.
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This is really lovely Kit. It's so lyrical, and flows beautifully. I love the theme. For some reason it feels different to your other poetry...more mature or poetic or something...neither of those words are right, I can't place it, but it is different. I really love it. The imagery is beautiful and I especially enjoyed;

"a winter wind and withered kiss

upon these frozen, sun-parched lips;

just orange peel and apple pips."
The repetition of the "i" sound in that second line is brilliant.
I also like the sibilance of;
"seldom summer".

My only quibble is about;
"
We're nothing more than drops and blips;"
I think it sounds a tad forced and disrupts the otherwise perfect flow.

Overall this is really beautiful and I love the tone.

Hope this helps.

Jas
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I really like this but I don't have anything to complain about. This was beautiful yet the humor painted the right thoughts, which I never seem to find in some poems. Your lines were weird but yet different, refreshing. I don't think you should change anything. This was great!
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:D I'm terribly sorry, but i don't think you should do ANYTHING to this. Its absolutely perfect just the way it is, it is whimsical but also carries a subliminal message that I think all of us should take to heart.

"we are just orange peels and apple blips" :!:

Good work I think i will make it a point to read more of your work!




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I really enjoyed reading this poem. I really like your idea's that you put into this and it truely captures a good image.

The only thing that I would have to say is the second line just seems to have a bit of weird wording. Other then that I really think you did a great job.

Keep up the good work

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Like everyone else, I really liked this. I had the same question about an apple rip til I saw your answer so now I've learned a new word. :)


There's less to love than fragile Rose
I like this line too.

The imagery was awesome.
A lot of people already pointed this out but the wording on this line was a little wierd:

a winter wind and withered kiss

I don't really see the connection between the two of them.

Anyway, it was awesome. :)

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I really loved the whimsical feeling in this poem and loved the flow of it, tats seems to bring back memories and the lines

a winter wind and withered kiss

upon these frozen, sun-parched lips;

I love the contrast between winter and sun-parched lips, seems to envoke memories even more because it hints of the past?


There's less to love than fragile Rose

who blooms in seldom summer prose.


I just found these two lines fit very well together and quite romantic sounding as its like the cherry blossoms which only bloom in the 3 short months of spring.

Lol funny about the apple pips, as my family always told me when I was little that If I ate watermelon seeds, I'd grow a watermelon in my stomach so I always made sure to spit them out

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Thanks for taking the time to review, everyone =) I'm having quite a bit of trouble revising this actually. It's not that it doesn't need some editing because I think it does but every time I make a change I find myself wishing I'd left it the same and then I scrap the new version and I'm left with this one again.

Thanks for the encouragement, extra thanks for the stars and extra extra thanks for the suggestions =)

So keep the comments coming and let me know if I can ever return the favour.
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okayy.so i have poems like this.the rhyme thingy.
i LOVE poems with the rhyme thingy.
it's got loads of potential.

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LINE BY LINE COMMENTARY...


There must be more to life than this: [use a semi colon]

a winter wind and withered kiss

upon these frozen, sun-parched lips;

just orange peel and apple pips.



We're living on remains of death

with bottle caps, recycled breath,

and feeble rays of advent light

illuminate brash Beauty's blight. [forced in a way]



There's less to love than fragile Rose

who blooms in seldom summer prose.

We're nothing more than drops and blips; [blips?, err...i guess you could use a diff. word here]

just orange peel and apple pips.
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This is an excellent work of art. The flow of your rhyme scheme was perfect, not one syllable seemed misplaced. Your writing definitely brought with it a sense of whimsy. The seamless connection of your words brought me to feel as the wind itself was speaking to me, thoguh I do have a tendency to create ridiculous mental images . Regardless, I enjoyed your poem very much.
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