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Define one’s thought alas a flame
Left behind one soul, a dame
Anger grown depicted new
Sorrow thrown one broiling stew.

Ask me not why I please
The kindred heart pure at ease
Yet deprive my own heart’s keep
Leaving wildfires to tear and weep.
©2009 =Emmie-Lynne
:iconemmie-lynne:

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:iconwandio:
This is mercifuly short. I say that not because it's bad (it isn't). I say that because I just wrote a religion final, but for some reason still feel compelled to critique this. I must be a masochist.

Enough about me! This is all about you. First of all: The Rhythm!

Mm. A beautiful rhythm, too. I love tetrameter. It's so.. oh, I don't know. It makes everything feel so much more beautiful and romantic, and goodness you use it so gorgeously in this peace! I also actually like how you cut the rhythm short in the second last line, fitting in perfectly with the sense of deprivation you're encountering! Incredibly. I love it.

The language you use also adds to the sense of the romantic, the Victorian sense giving it an air of mystical qualities, some how antiquated yet current all at once. That being said, I found more originality in the short length and less in the imagery you use. While I'm not faulting you a whole lot for using familiar images, I think you could have perhaps tried to stretch the style a little further.

The length did help to deliver on the impact, and you did a great job of making your message clear yet delivered very artistically, and I think you deserve credit for that. Again, perhaps some more original imagery might have helped you make the impact of the piece a little stronger, but we're all only human, aren't we?

Overall, I think this is a wonderful piece and I want you to keep up the good work! :)
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:iconskyquill:
I agree with Wandio, this piece has such fantastic rhythm. I am particularly intrigued by the metaphors you used, the wildfire/flame concept and the heart work well together. It seems like it would be cliche, but you have written it in a way all it's own and it's a very beautiful concept to imagine. I think the diction of this piece was very well chosen too, it makes it your own and keeps it from the trap that is repetitive/cliche words inserted purely for the sake of making the poem look ';pretty'. I think you should do some more in this style, and try to integrate the romansticism with a somewhat harsher vocabulary and see what you come up with. You can see just the hint of it in this piece and it's very effective. :)
:iconemmie-lynne:
Ok cool! I'd love to delve farther into Victorian art with this style :D Thanks for the fave! I'm glad you don't think the word usage is trite, but I do think better vocabulary would be much more BRISK, so to speak :)

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While I recognize the necessity for a basis of observed reality - true art lies in a reality that is felt.
~Odilon Redon
:iconpeacefulsoul:
The first two lines really do not impress me, however, the other ones below it do. The word alas in the second line really throws me off too. It seems used incorrectly. It should be, example:

Alas!/Alas, the old man is hurt!

Something like that. Other than the first two lines, it's a nice poem. I love the last two lines.

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"Hell belongs in a book
Where the setting is doused with flowers
Upon a field, accompanied by butterflies,
As some random man screams,
“Today’s weather is 50 degrees
With a 101% chance of cloudy skies,
Just to irk the Hell out of it!" -SIRyan-
:iconemmie-lynne:
Thanks for your input Siryan. :)

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While I recognize the necessity for a basis of observed reality - true art lies in a reality that is felt.
~Odilon Redon
:iconpeacefulsoul:
No problem.

--
"Hell belongs in a book
Where the setting is doused with flowers
Upon a field, accompanied by butterflies,
As some random man screams,
“Today’s weather is 50 degrees
With a 101% chance of cloudy skies,
Just to irk the Hell out of it!" -SIRyan-

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