This Poem was Submitted By: Latorial D. Faison On Date: 2011-11-07 05:55:20 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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I Once Was Lost

From you and from the years Of unspent time and unshed tears I purge myself complete for thee To feel that feeling of being free I never knew that chaos reigned In this, the somber life I’ve claimed O leave me not upon this bough But salvage the art form even now That I might live to recount this love As one who flies on wings of doves Let me write life’s lamentations And of the world’s bleak salvations Deliver me from this day and the next That I might live in spirit with text Cast me not into the deep But reclaim me as a wayward sheep

Copyright © November 2011 Latorial D. Faison

This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2011-12-04 17:52:39
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.75000
Latorial, Very humble and emotional writing. Glad to see your work again. From a lost sheep to another, I love the goodness of God and wish to also live in the light in peace. Hopefully our world will vie for betterment also. Dellena

This Poem was Critiqued By: Tony P Spicuglia On Date: 2011-11-11 12:28:08
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Latorial, the image of mankind as the “art form” of the ultimate creation of an artist, as the poem to the poet, is a marvelous look into something that adds a layer of meaning to it all. It could easily be read as the poem speaking to the poet, as much as a person conversing with a deity. The editing of your piece is well constructed (I would drop the (s) off of doves, a singular “dove” would still be interpreted as “doves”. Bringing the “chaos” in the same stanza as “salvage” gives the immediate impression of hope and a designation beyond whatever hardship assails. In stanza three, where “love” is the conduit for interpreting “life’s lamentations” also issuing, aside for Love that salvation otherwise gained is “bleak”. There in the artist’s brush stroke is the ambiance of the created- that it is with the care of the giver that true redemption occurs. You last line, of “wayward sheep” so soothes and matches the entirety of the theme that the used metaphor is re-enlivened and fresh. Finding that inspiration, the poet “in spirit with text” or the resultant poem speaking meld into a fine answer for it all. I thoroughly enjoyed the rhyme and respite.
This Poem was Critiqued By: cheyenne smyth On Date: 2011-11-10 17:32:38
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Hi Latorial, This is a fabulous poem and one of your best, in my humble opinion. You have chosen such expressive words. Your rhyming couplets are successful and the melancholy flavor of the lines is delicious. Your phrasing and word placement is impeccable. In case you can't tell, I love this poem! Every poem, of yours, that I read your talent as a poet is shining through as you get better and better. Bravo! Best wishes, cheyenne
This Poem was Critiqued By: Joanne M Uppendahl On Date: 2011-11-08 22:20:58
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Latorial, This is such a beautiful, heartfelt ars poetica, with form and meter handled deftly. I especially enjoyed the diction of “O leave me not upon this bough” and am reminded of 19th Century poets, such as Wordsworth. The hymn-like closing lines are my favorites: "Let me write life’s lamentations And of the world’s bleak salvations Deliver me from this day and the next That I might live in spirit with text Cast me not into the deep But reclaim me as a wayward sheep." The whole poem is highly enjoyable – but the final lines bring home the truth of the poet’s desire to be delivered from a chaotic world, and to write “in Spirit and in truth.” Beautifully done! It is a joy to read and comment on your work! Blessings, Joanne
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