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![]() ![]() ![]() Hi April, thank you for allowing me to review your poem. Wow! Nicely done. You pulled off the form nicely. An iambic tetrameter can be a bit tricky. I can see why it won The Dark Dreamscapes Poetry Contest! ![]() This was indeed a period of dark, dark times. The Bubonic plague was so bad that they thought no one would survive. I like these lines below: The Plague of 1656 -- an agent of the River Styx -- ensured the weary bodies’ rot; hence curers’ skills were all for naught. Yet frightly masks adorned their heads while treating patients in their bed; It sums up the plague nicely, and even the horror of the doctor's bird mask. The doctors thought the extended nose would keep the germs away. ![]() Maybe consider changing frightly to frightful I don't believe frightly is a word. ![]() This is an excellent opening line. It betrays the terror yet to come. I do think were should be was ![]() Her solemn service underway stops when the platform starts to sway and rumbling whispers turn to shrieks as pools of blood the casket leaks Nicely written. Truly creepy! I definitely look forward to reading more of your work. I hope you have many more happy years on WDC! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
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