This is the first poem I've written on my own, and also the first time I've posted something here. So heres my 13 lines (email me for the rest - its short):
In empty rows a child sits, Patiently raising her hand. An expressionless face staring blankly ahead. Waiting.
Leaning against a pole, a boy waits for the bus. Pondering the meaning of life… Standing motionless as the bus rolls past. Thinking.
The teen is sleeping fitfully. Her breathing the only rustle in an otherwise silent house. With thoughts of peace and love. Dreaming.
One woman is the solitary opposition.
Posted by TruHero (Member # 1766) on :
Sorry Lizm, I don't do poetry, but I 'think' this is good. I just saw your post sitting at zero, and thought I would welcome you. WELCOME!
Maybe after the holiday some poetry type will crit this for you.
Posted by Phanto (Member # 1619) on :
Same here. I don't really know anything about poetry, what's good and bad. I do know that I like several poems; save for that, nothing.
Posted by Lizm (Member # 2166) on :