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it is a cold wind to leave you
OCTOGENARIAN

it is a cold wind to leave you
 1
but I cannot whisper anymore "I love yous"
 2
there is no tropical breeze when I look at your skin
 3
the white sand where we danced barefoot has become polluted
 4
I must go back to her garden
 5
where the scent of her hair is like wet strawberries in the morning
 6

5 Mar 10

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I like this, but the title and line 1 do not seem to flow with the rest of the piece.

If you made line 2 the first line and omitted the "but" at the beginning", t would make a more coherent piece, it seems.  And then add a revamped title??

I am guessing the title and line 1 are important to you personally, but they do not seem to add to this piece which I otherwise find charming.....
 — Tandisol

*tropical breeze* ..wow i wonder how it truely feels when it slights blows on my skin? lol

i like your piece!

just one question, how does the wet strawberries in the morning smell like??
 — liveon_on

I love yous looks so odd.
live_on_on_on_on_
should I stick your nose in a pot of jam?
sheeeeeeeeeeeeesh.
 — unknown

cool poem
 — lucion

beautiful
 — unknown

One of the best
 — unknown

wow.
yes, this is amazeballs.
 — mandolyn

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