Fye wrote:It’s 3 a.m. and a spell is cast.
The book flips open to a sacred past.
The verses lift themselves in perfect grace;
Revealing the meanings behind each face.
A carpenter from Nazareth, the story was told
To save the lambs who heeded a faith so bold;
A faith to trust in Elohim who’s high;
Living to serve with not one sigh.
Now as the room grows dark and I try to sleep,
I pray and hope that God will proceed
To mould me and never let me go;
For only then will I really feel whole.
I was REALLY quickly drawn in by your opening verse. It was so elegant and mysterious. however, I think the second stanza fell from that, but fortunately you brought me back in back in at the end.
I think this poem has HUGE potential. Combing through the rhythms and rhymes is really going to be important for you. Try to read it out loud to yourself. I think you'll see that "Its 3 a.m. and a spell is cast" flows much differently and more rhythmically than "A carpenter from Nazareth, the story was told".
You can do it! smooth over these rhythms! also, while slant rhyme isn't as noticeable with longer poems, with such a short one, it stands out a bit (to me anyway). Search for exact rhymes if you can, BUT, don't allow your poem to become SLAVE to your rhyme scheme. I felt that in the second stanza in particular, your words may have been chosen simply for rhyme's sake.
It's ok though! Comb through those rhythms and strengthen your rhymes, and it'll be a very grand, somber, sleepy, heartwarming poem. Good luck, and let me know if you need help editing :]
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