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Post-storm

by Lunasol21


My shoes are stuck in the mud
and I'm just sitting here,
waiting
for something extraordinary.
But there's nothing at all -
nothing but the spring sun
poking through the leaves,
and the wind blowing the pages
of the notebook I cling,
and the birds
digging for their dinner.

The world is quiet here.

But still I wipe my feet,
and return to reality.


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Sun Apr 17, 2011 10:15 am
ehte92 wrote a review...



Hello there. I'm Ehte and I shall be your reviewer for now. (:
You have a good poem here. Great imagery. Simple yet powerful. Totally builds up the environment of a post storm. But there a few things that bug me about this. You should avoid using ellipsis; it tends to break the flow of a poem. I have a few nitpicks too.

My shoes are stuck in the mud
and I'm just sitting here,
waiting
for something extraordinary.


You started off the poem very well. But this extraordinary thing which you waiting for is a confusing thing to understand. What is the extraordinary thing? After a storm everyone wants everything to return back to normal but; extraordinary? I don't think so.


But there's nothing at all -
nothing but the spring sun
poking through the leaves,


Good imagery as I already mentioned. But I think that the word 'poking' is not a suitable word to use here. It's like kinda harsh. I don't know why, but it sounds kinda harsh. You could replace it with some other words, like, peeking, peeping, glistening.

and the wind blowing the pages
of the notebook I cling,
and the birds
digging for their dinner.


You bring out the total scene here. It completely describes the view of the place. But, birds digging for their dinner? Try rewording this. Think of something better.

The world is quiet here..
but I wipe my feet
and return to reality.


This totally confused me. Return to reality? Something felt like it is incomplete. You should work on the ending of it. It can be way better than this. And please try omitting the ellipsis.

Overall. It was a very good read. I really liked the way you described the post storm scene.
Great job.
Keep writing.
*92*




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Sun Apr 17, 2011 3:34 am
WriterMajorInRomance wrote a review...



] good poem you have here!

] you clearly described what happens after a typhoon/storm :D

] have nothing else to say, sorry :D




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Sun Apr 17, 2011 12:41 am
perdido wrote a review...



My shoes are stuck in the mud
and I'm just sitting here,
waiting
for something extraordinary.
But there's nothing at all -
nothing but the spring sun
poking through the leaves,
and the wind blowing the pages
of the notebook I cling,
and the birds
digging for their dinner.

#408080 ">the line breaks are awkward. I'd switch them up a little bit to maybe get it to flow a little better maybe. I don't think you need any of those commas in the first stanza. The line breaks punctuate it enough.

The world is quiet here..
but I wipe my feet
and return to reality.

#800080 ">No ellipsis in the first line, plz.

keep readin'

best,




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Sat Apr 16, 2011 11:27 pm
Soulkana wrote a review...



Very good poem. You painted a very nice picture in my head! Hope to see more from you and I could not see any grammar or spelling mistakes in this at a thorough glance, but I could have still missed something. Anyways you did good and keep up the good work!!! Happy Writing and Good luck!! May you get many reviews!!!
Soulkana<3




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Sat Apr 16, 2011 11:25 pm
niteowl wrote a review...



I really liked this. At first I thought you should expand upon it, but now I think it stands alone quite well. Just one nit-pick.

The world is quiet here..not sure if this was supposed to be an ellipse or what. IMO, it should just be a comma.
but I wipe my feet
and return to reality.


Overall, great job and keep writing!





Il faut imaginer Sisyphe heureux (One must imagine Sisyphus happy).
— Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus