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!To Listen to Music While Reading this Poem, just Click Here!
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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 |
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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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