@_@ Long poem!
Hey Jon! June here!
Haha, I love shredding your stuff...
On a serious note, this poem isn't my favorite.
Coming to see me again, are you?
Following me from dream to reality.
See me worthy, do you?
[s]Well, I don't want you to.[/s]
The last line seem a bit too "smart" for the poem (not as in intelligent, but more like "I'm-too-good-for-this" type of smart."
Your first three lines achieve a certain atmosphere, and this last line pretty much kills it, dear.
She's an inferno of wicked,
She's shrouded in black silk,
She's a psychic of man and,
She's the Moon's rise and fall.
Kill the repetition! It is not working here. When you write, you should stick to one sort of style as you go along. You're telling us too much here.
I'm not so fond of the change, either. You're talking in second person at the beginning, using "you" and now you're talking in third person.
It kind of makes the poem awkward.
She's trying to tell me something,
So she gives me her all.
I get to see her visions,
I get the rise and fall.
I am not going to say that these stanzas are bad, but they truly change the style that the opening stanza introduces! For that reason, I'll say that even though I love the first three lines of the opening stanza, the opening stanza does not fit the poem, dear.
This "I, I" thing isn't working, sir. It's kind of sounding... snooty? It's like a bragworthy sort of "I..." like, "I do this, I do that."
To be honest, I would do away with the wording of this stanza. I think you're speaking too much as if you're telling someone [specifically a peer] this and it's kind of not working out so well.
Send shivers down my spine-
Every time I see your outline.
In Black I see your wicked eyes,
In Black, I see no white.
You chaaaange too much! Now, you are telling us what to do (I know, I know, you're not, but that's what it looks like). I don't like the repetition of "In Black, In black; I see, I see" -- it is redundant.
NO offense at all meant by this, but the rest of the poem becomes redundant. It is as if you are trying to hard to force these words out. . .
It's like, "Words, get on the paper, now!"
You're really pulling the words here and it shows. To be frank, I think that this poem could be wrapped up in 4 stanzas. Longer is not always better.
You have fabulous ideas. You can write well. But sometimes, the two of those clash and the result is not so great as it could be.
Nice job, Jonnie.
June
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