November 20, 2010
Like a painted canvas

She is luminous, and iconic,

Her mind and focus are criticized,

Then constrained and shrunken.

Her face, although dissimilar to mine

Is breathtakingly brilliant.

She moves with a fireless hope.

Her perception of the future is now.

She has no apprehension,

No sadness.

Imagine the love she has to offer,

And accept her.

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mgb405 said...
Dec. 10, 2010 at 11:39 am
In this poem, I like the description of the girl. "Like a painted canvas/She is luminous, and iconic" (l.1/2) I think the words you use are perfect. Although the words you use seem perfect, the rhythm isn't.
xXvannieXx replied...
Dec. 10, 2010 at 6:03 pm
Thanks! for the constructive critism
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