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Wanderlust

by Omi1

With magic in every footfall,

I plod through shrubs and rocky ground,

O’re leaping fence and stony wall,

To see what can’t be found.

Adventure bids me on my way,

Life’s mysteries then unfold,

For there I’ve gone to stay,

To hear whispers yet untold.

Then in a fit of laughter,

And even some dismay,

I close my book when soon thereafter,

Another makes me stay.

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Hello my friend! Reviewer here! I really enjoyed this poem! I loved the description! It really made books come to life and really was perfect! Nice job! I didn't find anything coherently wrong with it! The rhyming and rhythm was superb! The grammar was awesome too! I really loved this poem! It really brought books to life. Rarely does poetry draw me in quickly! I was enthralled in this after one line! Great job! Keep up the good work! I look forward to reading more of your works! :)

~BlimeyLimey

Glad to hear it, thanks!

SecreteJournalist here to review, and I do proclaim, I am eager to review! Let's get to it!

First off, I absolutely LOVE the description of the poem. It describes reading and books in a way that makes me want to read more of the poem, ironically enough. The words chosen were really well chosen, I enjoyed them immensely.

As of grammar and spelling, this poem is absolutely perfect, I do apologize if I have yet to find a flaw.

Also, rhyme scheme in this poem is well thought out, but it comes in natural way that I enjoy rather a lot.

One of my favorite lines, for sure, was:

"To hear whispers yet untold.



Then in a fit of laughter,

And even some dismay,

I close my book when soon thereafter,

Another makes me stay"

It just closes off the poem perfectly, and describes the mind of the reader very well. The wording was, like I proclaimed before, is really appealing to me. Keep writing, lordy, this poem is magnificent!

Sincerely,
SecreteJournalist
AKA
Brie

Thanks, I appreciate it! :)



"In my contact with people I find that, as a rule, it is only the little, narrow people who live for themselves, who never read good books, who do not travel, who never open up their souls in a way to permit them to come into contact with other souls -- with the great outside world."
— Booker T. Washington, Up From Slavery