This Poem was Submitted By: Mark Steven Scheffer On Date: 2013-01-05 09:08:42 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!To Listen to Music While Reading this Poem, just Click Here!
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Nature
She drags her teats from solar to solar,
looking for God.
Her caravan moves.
Her limbless limbs don black.
She slouches toward.
Each next step becomes the final destination.
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Copyright © January 2013 Mark Steven Scheffer
This Poem was Critiqued By: Kimberly D Rowe-Van Allen On Date: 2013-01-21 20:50:43
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Mark,
This one is interesting and the imagery is great. I have this great vision of an ivy covered being moving from place to place, ever searching, ever hoping that she has found what she is looking for. Her optimism is never ending, and she has an endless amount of hope that the next destination will be that elusive pot of gold. Thanks for sharing, Mark.
This Poem was Critiqued By: cheyenne smyth On Date: 2013-01-16 17:45:15
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Hi Mark,
This poem is delicious in its darkness. I never thought of Nature in such a way but there is a lot darkness that can out weigh the sunny days. I can't make up my feeble mind if this is a metaphor for profound depression or death. Perhaps I should just enjoy the words as they are written. Either way I love the poem. It is compelling to say the least and it will stay with me for days to come. Bravo!
Best wishes,
cheyenne
This Poem was Critiqued By: Joe Gustin On Date: 2013-01-12 11:45:18
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Good form and flow. The last line is very much food for thought
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