This Poem was Submitted By: James C. Horak On Date: 2015-02-25 10:44:32 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Were I Temporal

Span in time dreams of the past     not the best but to the last Imagine green of spring meadows    snow fresh fallen how it glows Find the place the warmth of hearth    stolen now but taken by growth Blackened beauty in never more    stilled of life in blood and gore But I digress this is still a song    memory serves if I but walk along Deeper into my mind to find before     what ended behind some closed door That the moment could be addressed     when Janis Joplin came to rest                   in death

Copyright © February 2015 James C. Horak


This Poem was Critiqued By: Joe Gustin On Date: 2015-03-07 11:58:54
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
I was around when she first came to promience and around when she passed. This poem,s treatment of that is spot on


This Poem was Critiqued By: Marcia L McCaslin On Date: 2015-02-25 14:19:05
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
James, this is totally poetic to my way of thinking, such a good read, and rhymes and inner-rhymes, none contrived at all, just falling into place by a real poetic mind. I love “But I digress…” because it made the 1st S. a bona fide “think/walk” that made this reader wonder where you were going, and then had to change direction a little, b/c we weren’t going ‘there’ (incidentally like the “hearth” “growth” change of true rhyme); then suddenly my heart breaks at the true genius of the last 3 lines. You snapped a lot of areas in my brain in these few short lines. A joy. Marcia McC
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