12-28-2010, 07:02 PM
I pick off the scab
and it keeps coming back
like an ex wife with a grudge
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I Weep
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12-28-2010, 07:02 PM
I pick off the scab and it keeps coming back like an ex wife with a grudge
12-29-2010, 04:32 AM
Not sure I understand the title, but this is a sweet and funny poem, made excellent by a unique simile. I've probably heard it before, but not in this context. The only change I would have made is to put that last line first, as the half rhyme in the words "scab" and "back" would, I think, have made a more rounded ending, making the poem more complete.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe
12-29-2010, 11:33 AM
The sense I get is that, given the title, the simile might be a bit more literal than it appears? Perhaps I'm wrong. Anyway, an interesting little piece
PS. If you can, try your hand at giving some of the others a bit of feedback. If you already have, thanks, can you do some more?
01-01-2011, 04:51 PM
thanks for the thoughts on it guys.
01-09-2011, 09:06 AM
02-03-2011, 06:05 PM
Hey!
It's wonderful piece! Even ex wife doesn't hurt it! Ha-ha!R.Y. |
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