Inside a Sheep Skull

I absolutely love the name!!! Very creative and it's great how you used your emotions in the poem!

Hello again Moo!
I always enjoy your poetry.

So, Sheep skulls are kind of omens for evil aren't they? Or like a ram head is used as a symbol for cults. That's probably not what you were getting at here, but it's good to keep connotations in the back of your mind.

So this is full of lovely, unique images, as usual. When you said the ancestors were sheep, I was confused, though. I thought this was happening from the perspective of a human. Although, now that I think along that vein, I realize that when the narrator went into the skull, it was like they were entering the mind of the sheep, and thus they would see the sheep's ancestors. hmm...! That makes a little more sense.

I'm interested in whether this escapade is taking place inside or outside. When you said "found" I imagined that they had just found it, hidden under a bush or something, but you do use the word (or the conjunction of) "had" which means it could have been found 20 years prior. I imagined "leveled my vision" meant that the skull was already on the sight line of the narrator, which led me to believe that the skull was on a table or something somewhere, which would mean it was indoors. Perhaps this doesn't matter very much, but it's kind of the difference between "I've seen this object for years, and I've just now had an epiphany about it," and "I write poems about things I come across on chance." I hope you can see what I mean. I kind of like the first better, but because there's wind, I assume it's happening outside.

Your descriptions of the skull were flawless, from the "corridors" to the "glassless round windows." Also, "morass" is a lovely word I didn't know until today.

The part with the "tapestries" confused me though. I assumed you were talking about the place where the brain was
(like in this image)

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Heyheyhey, it's a person here to review your poem!

OK, I was honestly scared, I thought we were going to get launched into the brain of a cow (I know it said skull but the brain is inside of the skull right...?) but then I am blown away by a new sense of something I didn't expect. And that's awesome! I applaud you there, the element of expecting something until you read it and WHAM, it blows your mind (not literally, that'd be messy -shudder-)

I love this little poem of yours, I think your detailing is completely spot on. The flow of your words are very flow-y and melodic (just what a poet wants ^___^ -high fives-) I like that it isn't one of those rhyming poems, because usually I find those poems a bit too much (not that I hate them, I love a good rhyme once in a while!)

Over all I enjoyed your poem, I don't see any grammar or spelling mistakes!

Excellent job and keep writing!

I really liked this poem. It is not too much to read and really understandable (if it is a word. I do not know if understandable is a word)

However, I somehow do not, do not get how the title 'Inside a Sheep Skull' fits the poem. It is quite weird though.

Well that's it.