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    An Ashtray's Agony

    Ok I want to start off by saying that my normal style of poetry is rhyming.
    I'm trying to start doing some more modern stuff but I'm still learning. I don't know if this is even poetry so I'll just leave it up to you all to critique the crap out of if until I can MAKE it poetry. And give me some ideas on a better title if you would like. Anyways, here goes...

    An Ashtray's Agony

    Every insult
    she threw my way
    was as fiery
    as each cigarette drag that
    followed. The ashtray
    also felt her wrath,
    as each arrogant puff ended
    with a flick of ashy
    anger into its depths. The blackness
    spread within us as her
    onslaught continued, until
    the final, heart-searing
    blow was delivered as she
    walked out of my life.

    I looked at the ashtray
    with the butt
    smoldering in its center -
    and I knew its pain.
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    Ok, nobody replied to this poem when I posted it but I'm going to go ahead and reply with a revision. Which revision is better?


    An Ashtray's Agony

    Each insult
    she threw my way
    was fiery -
    like each cigarette drag
    that followed. Each
    arrogant puff ending
    with a flick of ash
    into the ashtrays depths.

    The blackness spread within us
    as her tirade continued, until
    the final,
    heart-searing blow
    was delivered by the slamming door.

    I looked at the ashtray;
    the butt smouldering in its center,
    and I knew its pain.

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    Well, Xillus, I am no expert on modern poetry, but the way the first two verses read (in your Second Version) are merely thoughts. In modern poetry, the thought is often disguised by other means, so that the reader is left wondering exactly what is going on.

    Or something like that.... [Jon, PrinceM, HELP!! ]

    But the "heart-searing blow delivered by the slamming door" was good, I liked that thought. And the last verse was quite good in my opinion.

    Anyhow, you keep on writing, Xillus, I have a looooong way to go myself, but there are definitely some really good poets here, and we can all learn something! Poke around and you'll see! Cheers, Kizzo
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