Pixie

Timmy here for a quick review!

Hopefully I can get this in before my time goes out! Yikes! Only 6 minutes left!

I think you are writing of a cat, but I can't be sure... Back arching... Whiskers stretching to catch the breeze... If not, please correct me!

So I will just hit my nitpicks now!!

Why have you gone, little one? ---I love the repition there! With the Little One

Is God kind as they say? ---Maybe, Is God as kind as they say? Not much of a difference, but I think it would help the flow

I wonder if he knows your name,

Little one. Do you think so? ---Even though it would make the first line extremely long, I think little one would go better in the first line of that, not the second.

I smile sadly beside your tombstone

And cradle you with my imagination. ---And here I am left wondering if it was a cat or a child... Maybe make it a little clearer? It seems a little too far to make so much lamenting over a cat, but at the same time, it sounds like one!

A beautiful poem.
At first, by the way you have crafted the piece so gently and with such subtle language, I truly thought the animal was just asleep. The neding came as ratehr a surprise to me, and I felt that made the piece all the more powerful. I assume the animal you are describing is a cat, but I may be wrong.
Your refernces to the past, to happy times playing with the cat and the tiny details, such as whiskers catching the breeze being the things that are missed most is both poetically beautiful and incredibly saddening.
My favourite line is undoubtebly the last- "and cradle you with my imagination". Again, this is so sad. It really draws out the fact that all that remains is the memory of the cat now, so the only thing to touch, or cradle the loved one you've lost with is your mind.
A touching, emotional and wonderfully crafted piece. Fantastic

hello, Sinaryn!

first off, this work is wonderfully thought out!

It was a very very interesting read.

I really liked the part where you said

"I smile sadly beside your tombstone

And cradles you with my imagination."

At the end, it was a perfect closing line.

Is this about a pet? Or what was the inspiration?

Some of the punctuation confused me briefly but the way you put it actually makes perfect sense. Along with the capitalization.

I really didn't see anything to change, except the name. But if "Pixie" is also "little one" it does make perfect sense.

It really gave me something to think about in some of the lines, I could even relate it to someone very close to me that I lost recently.

Thank you for the memories

-cam

I am not much of a poet so my interpretations in poetry maybe turn out to be wrong. I wish I could understand this a little better.
To what I have understood, it is beautiful.
The words portray innocence.
It also gives out a meaning of loss I imagine.

Anyways, you have great talent
Keep writing!

Hello, my friend.

First, wonderful poem. Short, meaningful and truthful. I don't like when poems try to be something that they aren't. I'm not a poet or anything, but I look at them as I would any piece of literature. This seems extremely honest. I may be mistaken.

Second, I love how innocent and simple it is. I see this poem almost through the eyes of a youth. It reminds me of what I said when faced with any sort of death as a child. The repetition of the questions reminds me of the inquisitive mind we all used to have. Beautiful.

Third, the only problem I have with this poem is the ending. I don't know, but the, "cradle you with my imagination" seems stifled. That may just be me, because I am strange, but I thought I would tell you what I thought.

Overall, this was just a nice read for me. Thank you. Happy Writing!