On the brink.

by TakeThatYouFiend

Published February 5, 2014

E - Everyone

In some strange poetry

I stand at the brink,

toes poke over the edge,

and in I stand at the brink on the ledge.

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I stare down below,

water's all that I see;

Waves and cold water far, far beneath me.

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I leap!

And fly through the air,

and sharpened wind screams through my long flowing hair.

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I have flown through the air,

I have soared:

To the pool far below;

From the high diving board.

Comments & reviews · 3
Inlovewithwriting wrote a review Review · Feb 23, 2014

I enjoyed the poem as a whole
But I did feel like you could have added more
"I have flown through the air,

I have soared:

To the pool far below;

From the high diving board. "
I am not trying to be rude at all.
But this is not a good ending
You want your ending to be powerful
Maybe go back and add more
And this could go somewhere

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Pompadour
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Pompadour wrote a review Review · Feb 5, 2014

Hello there Fiendy! I'm here to review -- and for stating the obvious...

So let's get cracking!

OK, so I really enjoyed reading this poem. Not only was it lighthearted and free -- which isn't something you come across very often, to tell you the truth -- it also managed to make me smile. You took such a small idea as jumping off a diving board and turned it into a poem, and I admire that. You made use of personification as well in the third stanza, and it was a delight reading about the wind "screaming." You really turned the tables there; we're not as frightened as we think we are. Great work! However, I noticed that you'd written the first three stanzas in three lines, but the last one was following an ABCB pattern as opposed to the rest of the poem. Instead of harping on about it here, I'll just cover the technicalities in one go, shall I?


Technical


I stand at the brink,

toes poke over the edge,

and in I stand at the brink on the ledge.


The part in bold just didn't flow right. What were you standing in? Fright? Ecstasy? Apprehension? It wasn't very clear. I'd suggest you lengthen that part and then divide "at the brink on the ledge" as a fourth line. That would create the same pattern you have in the last stanza, because if you were to have an ABB pattern, then the third line would feel overly long. I liked your description of "toes poking over the edge." It symbolized a bird steeling itself to fly for the first time and created a very clear image in our mind. Very nice!


I leap!

And fly through the air,

and sharpened wind screams through my long flowing hair.


The first line seems to be a little short. It's snappy though, and I like it. But it sort of ruins the rhythm. At least, for me it did. How about something like: "Oh, I leap! Oh, I bound!" or something like that? This is just me making a suggestion here. Also, I spy another ABB pattern here. You could divide this up so it would be:

I leap!

And fly through the air,

and sharpened wind screams

through my long flowing hair.


I absolutely love the personification you've used here! Brilliant!


Overall

The ending is flawless. Nothing more to be said.

I really liked the tone of voice throughout the poem, and the way you use simple words and yet manage to portray a vivid image of what is going on in the reader's mind. You have this knack, I'd say, of weaving beauty in simplicity.

I hope this review wasn't harsh in the least, because I truly didn't mean to be a critical-crab in any way! This is a wonderful piece of writing, so keep it up! Keep writing!

DIVE DIVE DIVE!

Cheers,
~Pompadour

Thanks! :-)
The last change in rhyme scheme was deliberate, to contrast the last line a little.

Oh, also I don't know if you read the description, but the first three lines have the double meaning of suicide also. :-)
Call it a dislike of grim poems!

I read the description after reviewing, actually. It's a clever way of perceiving things. :)

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Zedderman
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Zedderman wrote a review Review · Feb 5, 2014

Truly magnificent my friend! A wonderful double-meaninged poem of truthfulness and such-like.
my only complaint is the rhyming pattern of A_B_B which, which i do not like. (my latent developing OCD) but it is very good, i do like the length as well, for some things are just too long to read and review.

Thanks! Don't forget to like! :-)
(that is a threat :-))

Well done Mr. Fibulie your death shall be postponed.



We are great at fearing the wrong things.
— Hank Green