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Allure Unanswered torment, evoked by so slight a thing, In one merciless gaze of candor peering Obtrused by smoke mercilessly disdaining. The head of a Goddess, playfully cocked. No talisman beckons, nor garlic string reckons Guarding my lot when I am not Astute upon context enough to discover Winsome ways are not always innocent. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Thomas H. Smihula On Date: 2006-02-07 07:20:42
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.60526
I like the wording yet would have liked to see more of why you are allured into her domain not knowing if you will ever escape. You brought this reader into this poem yet I am still left there without the depth you are willing to go. Just a thought.