10-07-2015, 01:49 PM
(09-26-2015, 07:01 AM)Jezie Wrote: I feel like I am going in the wrong direction with these edits and it is becoming a mess...
Edit 2:
She stands, all but bare, I love this starting line
her backyard and pool her sanctuary.
A cool breeze caresses her back,
dawn's warmth peeks over the fence,
watching the ripples cross the surface.
Reminding her of decisions gone by,
much like the one ahead. Superb flow in this first stanza. It has great rythem, its edgy yet and clearly understood.
The plunge would be icy,
the discomforts of a hard change,
until the burn of exhaustion eases the strains,
Yet, the cost may be worth the satisfaction;
if only she is willing to deceive. I feel like the second stanza is a bit too straght forward and not quite as edgy as the first one. I feel like the last line seems to stick out is a weird way and does not contribute much to the poem.
Edit 1:
She stands, all but bare,
watching the ripples across the surface.
A cool breeze caresses her back,
while the sun's warmth peeks over the fence.
Reminding her of decisions gone by,
much like the one ahead.
The plunge would be icy,
until the burn of exhaustion runs rampant through her.
The cost may be worth the satisfaction received.
Can she take the plunge?
Orginal:
She stands, all but bare.
Watching the ripples across the surface.
A cool breeze caresses her back,
while the sun's warmth peeks over the fence.
Reminding her of decisions gone by,
much like the one ahead of her.
The plunge is icy,
the burn of exhaustion runs rampant through her.
Yet, the cost may be worth the satisfaction received.
Can she take the plunge?

