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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:22 pm
(('Tis a Petrarchan sonnet.))
Remember the place we're happy with time? We were strong and wrong'd and chalantly young. Remember the sunset, the wings, the wine? We livened the joy and we drank when sung.
Existing in hearts that lived in all days When life was no matter nor was a bore. Revel in the actions and timeless ways As we always had; as we did before.
Dancing, singing, leaping on the rooftops Dancing, singing, sincerely looking down Twirling around and feeling the raindrops With all a-laughing and with falling sound.
No matter what gale, storm, or winds had came, We have always danced; we have always sang.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 7:02 pm
Wow, those last two lines were really cute! The whole thing was really very sweet, actually... but something about those last two lines - which is good, really, because you want the reader to remember something that powerful.
Perhaps it will just be me who thinks that is so grand, anyway, so you never know.
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Angles and Dangles Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 1:10 pm
You portrayed a someber rememberance very strongly through this poem. Your use of the sonnet structure, internal slant rhyme, alliteration and asyndeton all worked very well together. It was very craftily done and I can tell that you sent time on it.
The story flowed seamlessly from one point to the next and conjured a story very accurately for such a short use of words.
I loved it and I'm haveing trouble finding something I didn't like in this poem, let alone something you could do differently next time.
Perhaps the last two lines. I can't quite tell if I love them, or if they're misplaced. Personally, they convey to me a sense of forboding. In the past, nothing has stopped them, so maybe something is going to happen to stop them, else they're working their way through tough times. However, that doesn't really play into the sense of whimsical lovers. This could either be saying that they are physicaly in a real world, but living in a wonderful fantasy world, or it could be giving a false impression.
I like to think of it as the former, but if you were trying to convey something else, you could change the last two lines.
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 3:51 pm
I love the portrayal in this poem. Very nostalgic, (in the good way.) I don't know why, but the last stanza seemed, rather rough to me. I'm not sure what it was, but overall, the poem was good.
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