This is a nice little Italian sonnet written from the perspective of a school boy who, not unexpectedly, hates school and looks forward to respite from it. Such wish is well described in the end couplet as--
Summer time will be here quite soon
My best time for now though is noon.
This is apparently a poem where the character looks at her image and wonders whether she is good or bad and whether she must maintain her purity or let it be adulterated. The evil thoughts have an attraction of their own and hence the poem ends with--
But the question still remains:
Will pure or evil thoughts take reign?
Structurally, the poem has aabb rhyme in the first and last stanza but this is absent in the intervening two stanzas.
This poem describes, in soft, straight and simple words, the natural love that a mother has for a child, always, though the child may be a grown up adult. It also shows how, from the child's perspective, a mother is the most precious gift from God.
This is just so wonderful a poem, a long one, that one feels like reading a second time. It starts with the loss of a dog, followed by bird feeding to have a substitute to dog feeding, and then reverting to have another dog because birds brought unimagined consequences.
Here is a poem which may have obvious possibility of improving through attention to its structure, but which is so strong in emotion, content and reality that it still shines. It describes the miseries of a child beggar who was born disabled and simply crawls the streets on all fours, along with his begging cup. One needs to have a compassionate heart to observe this and write about it.
This is the sad story of a three year old child and the pony gifted to him by the father who went to war and never came back. To summarise it in one sentence is prose. To describe it along with emotions and dreams is poetry. That is the difference.
This piece is a bit difficult to handle. Firstly, one has to stretch one's thoughts to regard this as a poem. But, the concept of free verse is certainly stretchable and I grant it that. Also, I wonder why this poem is rated 18+. I could not find a single objectionable word.
The meaning / purpose of this poem is a bit difficult to grasp. I think the following, in a way, summarises the poem--
Neither birth is Absolute nor death.
They are the deceptions of reality.
The vicissitudes of acceptance.
Beyond birth and death- there is a stoic stream of consciousness.
This is an excellent poem that describes the reality that is war and the hypocrisy that paints war against a country, killing and maiming soldiers and civilians of that country, as holy and patriotic job, irrespective of the fact that the other country might really not be at fault.
It is a nice poem. It tells in a picturesque manner the almost obsessive thought that women have about their appearance and look into a mirror several times a day. I guess the socio-psycho-anthropologists will tell that this is an evolutionary trait designed for survival etc. They must be right.
When I was little I was told that I could never amount to nothing
That I was just another girl that will grow to be a women
And that my only purpose would be to be a mother
I was told that I could not be a writer
That I could not go to space
That I could not be a doctor
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It is sad to think that even in a country like USA (I presume you are an American), there are so many hurdles in the path of a woman. For that matter, the US has never had a woman President!
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Ref: When I was little I was told that I could never amount to nothing
>>> Probably you meant--
When I was little I was told that I could never amount to anything.
This is a unique poem. It is unique because its subject matter is "shadow", the shadow of a human being, the human wondering whether the shadow is part of him or not.This concept is beautifully explained as follows in the following lines:
This poem is very well written. It is remarkable for many reasons:
1--It is based on facts.
2--The facts are strange--A couple, to whom twins (boy and girl) have been born, care only for the girl, not the boy, when both are admitted in the hospital after premature delivery.
3--The girl dies and the parents stop their visits to the ward. [REASON--They wanted only a girl, not a boy.]
"I don't know if I've mentioned it, but Fred is a BIG cat, long and sleek like a miniature panther. There I was eye to eye with a cat whom I had sat on and almost squashed just a day ago and wondering if he was going to take his revenge. Ever so slowly, he drew closer to my face. As I worked feverishly to untangle his claws from my robe and hair, he leaned forward, ever closer to my keyboard-jammed nose and gave it a quick swipe with his sandpaper tongue.
I swear my eyes crossed in relief when I realized he was not going to maim me for life but just wanted to kiss me."
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Anything written by J A Buxton is interesting and worth reading and enjoying. The above is just an example. A good writer can play with words and arrange them in such a sequence that myriad emotions are evoked.
“Please, please don’t do this to me!!”
“Relax my dear, you’ve known all along this had to happen sometime in your life; and now is that time. When it’s over, I know you’ll thank me.”
AND, ends with--
“I’m sorry, but there’s no way to stop at this point. You know what’s going to happen. Just relax and let it.”
With that, he held her mouth open and inserted his instrument. In seconds, the deed was done and the first tooth she’d ever had pulled was in the dentist’s fingers.
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Here is an interesting small story, described in a slightly funny way, to good effect.
I think this is a great poem. You have said a lot in a few words.
The last stanza provides the summary very well---
You've been lied to
You were deceived
She made you believe
She loved you
She hurt you, she wounded you, she damaged you
And why?
Why do you do the same to me?
This is a wonderful account of kitten and the master, written in the form of an engaging story, bringing out very well the human and feline emotions and thought process. It was a real pleasure to read. It had to be perfect, coming from an accomplished and acclaimed writer.
--M C Gupta
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