08-21-2013, 09:58 AM
hi sunrose.
lots of excess words string the poem out to far. and example is the 1st line.
Now waiting, sitting, bored
now waiting is a given, due to the fact you're sitting and your bored.
then you have
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Worries put down
the above is redundant because
Everything must be fine
How could it not be?
more or less says the same thing.
the story is set in the past so don't use any present tense.
watch out for words you use more than once, sitting is one of them.
the poem strikes a chord and has potential. all it needs is a really brave edit.
lots of excess words string the poem out to far. and example is the 1st line.
Now waiting, sitting, bored
now waiting is a given, due to the fact you're sitting and your bored.
then you have
Questions form
Worries put down
the above is redundant because
Everything must be fine
How could it not be?
more or less says the same thing.
the story is set in the past so don't use any present tense.
watch out for words you use more than once, sitting is one of them.
the poem strikes a chord and has potential. all it needs is a really brave edit.
(08-15-2013, 11:36 AM)SunRose Wrote: Now waiting, sitting, bored
Questions form
Worries put down
Everything must be fine
How could it not be?
The hours pass
Still no one comes
Sitting in my chair
Little legs swinging beneath this is an image a good image, use this one to set the bar for more elsewhere.
Watching people run to planes,
Greeting family
Did he forget?
No, that couldn't be
The blonde comes to me
With her pale tired skin
She takes me away from the commotion
Behind the scenes
Your dad is dead, he isn't coming to get you
Six hours of waiting
Numb in my throat
Silence, no tears
Just a wave of shock
Stunned I don't speak
She talks on, I don't hear
Three days he's been dead
All alone, no one knew
Everything's a blur,
Now at the end
His casket was beautiful
Navy with silver, abalone and seagulls
Still no tears, absolute silence
Disbelief growing steady
How could he have gone?
Ten years later,
Now an adult
I travel to his desert home
He isn't there
It's true he's in that casket
Buried deep in the ground
My grandma's second lost son
A man I never knew
