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 | Tossed In The Trash Pile  [E] Have you ever felt tossed aside?  |
| (4.5)| A Review For You in connection with "Simply Positive Review Forum " [E]  ViciousWords This is review #4 of 6 for "Simply Positive Review Forum "  You have been selected as one of the lucky authors to be spotlighted by me for a review in conjunction with "Simply Positive Review Forum " . Each week, the individual members pick six items to review, or more, for group credit. I am stopping in your port today because it has been ages it seems since I last did a review for you my friend. Where does the time go? I hope you find the review useful, if only to find out how well this particular item is received. Sit back and enjoy the feedback and attention. You deserve it.  This is a well written poem that brings to life a metaphor of a chair and compares it to the life of a soul tossed aside battered and bruised.  Though this is well written, I couldn't help but to see it with a different form that personally I feel would improve the piece. Not many authors, or readers, give much thought to placement or alignment, when it comes to poetry. It is my thought that something as simple as where or how you place a poem on the page, can add to its imagery. Poetry is up to the interpretation of the reader. What a poet writes, and the message a reader gets isn't always the same, especially when using metaphors. That being said, aligning a poem to the left of a page may imply unification; all is right in the world. Centering an item so that all the lines are askew, based upon the character count, can have the meaning of chaos and turmoil in life or emotion. Though keep in mind, this is just my personal feelings on the subject, and not all will agree with this. Though, it does give one something to consider.YOU WROTE: I feel like a chair. People sit on me. They twist and turn. When I break, Instead of even trying to fix me they throw me in the trash pile. I feel used. I feel broken. Smashed to pieces. Here I am lying in the garbage waiting to get burned. Burned while I am still alive. Burned by the people who broke me. The people who didn't care. Cared about the life that was ruined. Cared about the life that was burned... I WROTE: I feel like a chair. People sit on me. They twist and turn. When I break, Instead of even trying to fix me they throw me in the trash pile. I feel used. I feel broken. Smashed to pieces. Here I am lying in the garbage waiting to get burned. Burned while I am still alive. Burned by the people who broke me. The people who didn't care. Cared about the life that was ruined. Cared about the life that was burned...  ~ Now that you can envision it another way, does the form used, change the emotion, energy or the impact of the poem? Remember, you are the author and only you can answer these questions. Leave it as it is , or alter it and use my suggestions as your own, either way, this is a good poem.
 My review has been submitted for consideration in "Good Deeds Get CASH!" .
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You responded to this review 08/14/2014 @ 4:01am EDT