There's a storm
Waiting just outside
It cannot be seen
Merely known.
Like a word
On the tip of my tongue
It's out of reach
But within my grasp
Like a prisoner
Held in an armed fort
I cannot escape
I'm stuck in port.
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(04-04-2013, 01:14 PM)Timeo Wrote: There's a storm
Waiting just outside
It cannot be seen
Merely known.
Like a word
On the tip of my tongue
It's out of reach
But within my grasp
Like a prisoner
Held in an armed fort
I cannot escape
I'm stuck in port.
This lacks any of the specifics that would give it life. A "storm" outside oh my, waiting for something, an invisible storm? What?
A "word on the tip of your tongue" maybe this is a storm of cliches?
You can't escape incomplete sentences and invisible storms?
As a whole, this lacks the fresh original language and imagery as well as the correct grammar, avoidance of cliche and generalizations that you would want to achieve before posting this for serious critique.
I am sure this in no way reflects on you, but this specific poem probably belongs in one for the other forums, maybe novice or miscellaneous.
Thank you for sharing.
milo