Hi, Gem, it's Lee again. I haven't designed a decent banner yet, but happy #RevMo !
Without further ado, I'll begin.
As a self-proclaimed environmentalist, I have to say this poem is a well-written ode of sorts, both sweet and sad at once. I liked the imagery, and the bittersweet ending is quite good.
I recall saying the last time I reviewed a poem of yours that punctuation would not be amiss. This time, I'll stress on that; there were a few places where sentences didn't flow very smoothly and I felt slightly confused. Semi colons, commas and fullstops can be sprinkled here and there to a very good effect. Here are a couple of these instances where I edited it somewhat:
submerged in the thunder so peacefully that i know it is truly silence,
and that this is mother nature;s embrace;
she is a harsh woman with a cold grasp
that allows everyone to be loved and disdained equally, (This part is confusing; if you mean she allows everyone to be loved/disdained equally, the "that" will have to become a "who." If you mean the cold grasp does so, then it's correct.)
but not everyone loves her as much, and quite often, many hate her more.
Even so, she remains dignified even as she is uprooted and demolished.Demolished feels wrong here; how about "devastated?"
oh if only i could be so serene only throwing a few disasters into play
I didn't edit this because I couldn't really decipher what you meant.
but who's to say that she hasn't tried harder than any of us to quell the damage,
that humans haven't already pushed past her simple boundaries,
and now she isn't like me, a silenced voice,
writhing in a shell to tight for comfort under the pressure of others? (There really ought to be a question mark, but I was uncomfortable with this sentence because it's too long and too choppy)(What did you mean by "tight for comfort?")
at least she is still respected by some for her grace.
even as she perishes painfully, she retains balance
i want to be like her, strong and swift yet graceful and ever inspiring;
i want to make the world at peace,
but be able to take it all away when i rampage voilent like a tsumani;
I wish I were as unpredictable and worse as devastating
*tsunami*
*violently*
*The last line is poorly constructed, you need to rewrite it.*
Also, a general error: It's *stomach*, not *stomache*.
The sentences get very long at certain points, like Ethan pointed out, and combined with the lack of punctuation makes the poem as a whole somewhat difficult to read. I suggest you remedy that.
Otherwise, I like your poem. Let me point out some of my favourite lines:
she has confidence and pride
and beauty to make your heart stand still
the gentle tickle on your calves while taking a stroll still raises your spirits
Some edits could be made here as well, but it was still by far my favourite part.
i would be tranquil in my spiral
as she is in hers but i am not yet in such ascendant space
so i breathe in her patience hoping that it will fuel my own
Took me a couple of reads to understand this, but when I did, it was nice.
But yeah, Gem; I'm sorry if I'm being very critical or harsh, but the poem is quite difficult to read as it is now. You can definitely work on that.
Have a good day.
- Lee
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