Get up

Sweaty, slippery and screaming.
My frail hands clinging to the crust.
Cerulean skies, the sun is gleaming.
Someone will come, they must, they must -

Follow me here!
My heart is beating,
The end seems too near-
My memories fleating.

the crust begins to chip,
echoes flood from darkness,
my fingers start to slip-
Why does it seem so harmless?

I begin to forget,
I begin to let go.
My life was a duet,
but never a show-

The sun starts to mock me,
Get up- GET UP!
A shadow falls before me
and I get up- I get up

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WarriorVoice
Review

So then...I am not quite sure what you are talking about, but I kind of like that. Adds some mystery. It feels like you're talking about someone old or tired of life, not ready to face the day but being forced to get out of bed by the coming of the sun.
"My life was a duet, but never a show-" I'm not sure what the show has to do with it (were you not trying to impress anyone in the poem? Or was it just not interesting enough?) but it sounds like the person you're talking about was in love once, as a duet has two parts. Is this person lost without his or her counterpart? Is that why they are unwilling to get up? (No need to answer. Not even sure if that's possible; I'm new here.)
I like it because it puzzles me. Some people make the meanings of their poems too clear. That's not a good idea-Trust the reader's imagination; they may not get out of it what you wanted them to, but they will get something out of it, usually.
I also like you're rhythm. It starts to fall apart at the end, which could be seen as a sort of surrender to, well, getting up. But before that the lines get shorter and shorter, more and more urgent, and the rhythm adds to the urgency. Also, rhythm makes things more fun and easy to read, a thing I don't think free form poetry quite accomplishes always.
That's what is good. What you should change is:
You spelled fleeting wrong. (I'm nitpicking but it distracted me. Try spellcheck, or just read over your poem a second time.)
If you're trying to make the words "get up" a recurring idea, you should mention them before the last stanza.
That's about all I can say, but pretty good. Hope I was helpful.

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TazmaniaGirl
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This is really good!
It's very descriptive, and that's a good thing.
It's thought out, and of course, set out clearly, which is what most readers want.
I can think of only one negative thing.
It was to short.
Also, it doesn't really give the reader a chance to know what's going on.
I also would lik to know,what kind of audience are you trying to aim this at?

Keep Writing xx

I really like the metaphorical description f waking up from a dream. Your flow was very good and the emotion was a nice touch.

I really don't have anything bad to say about this piece. My favorite part was this I think: I begin to forget,
I begin to let go.
My life was a duet,
but never a show-

I like how it describes being halfway conscious and half dreaming.

My rating: 5*s

Keep it up!

w&w



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