SilentRain
03-08-2009, 07:49 AM
This is my first post and I know it needs a lot of work.
The entire poem feels a bit too forced, not really sure....
All commentry and criticism is welcome!!
I wander worlds of concrete and steel
Metallic matter and grey masses twisted into dimensions called "buildings"
Slinking along narrow paths
I stumble upon flora patches of Flora
withered and long forgotten
My padded paws muffle the sound of her crumbling
I snuggle among the ashes of peony and crysanthemum
husks of grasses and leaves gather around in silent welcome
No one will remember her
her tears of dew, gowns of petals and tantrums of falling leaves
nevermore
Faeries flit above her groves and graves
trailing pollen dust and bitter blossoms which fall to the ground,
dirges without sound, making up for the chorus of rain
In her memory they sing
Whiff of catnip on the breeze
traces of her passing?
following the scent I race to the skies
finding beds of catnip with pillows of amaranth
here I stir the twilight sky
The entire poem feels a bit too forced, not really sure....
All commentry and criticism is welcome!!
I wander worlds of concrete and steel
Metallic matter and grey masses twisted into dimensions called "buildings"
Slinking along narrow paths
I stumble upon flora patches of Flora
withered and long forgotten
My padded paws muffle the sound of her crumbling
I snuggle among the ashes of peony and crysanthemum
husks of grasses and leaves gather around in silent welcome
No one will remember her
her tears of dew, gowns of petals and tantrums of falling leaves
nevermore
Faeries flit above her groves and graves
trailing pollen dust and bitter blossoms which fall to the ground,
dirges without sound, making up for the chorus of rain
In her memory they sing
Whiff of catnip on the breeze
traces of her passing?
following the scent I race to the skies
finding beds of catnip with pillows of amaranth
here I stir the twilight sky