The Weather Inside
My eyes are clouded overit is raining in my soul,temperatures are droppingand the wind is growing cold.The atmosphere is heavyI carry it with strain,just when I think its liftingI feel the weight...
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Jan...This has a wonderful flow and very natural sounding rhymes and near-rhymes...though 'tis a sad message with its excellent imagery of depression. I hope the "I" in the poem is not...
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Thanks Sue. I'm glad you liked the poem. As to the mood, it's just reflecting a feeling of being "in a rut" that one gets sometimes. Jan or you can view my personal poetry webpage at Poems For The...
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I hope the forecast is for brighter spells JanI get into the monsoon seasons too biut they blow over ivor
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Dear Jan,I've been focussed lately on mixed meter, how and why it works and how to use it.I note s4 changes the flow from s123. As your goal here is to communicate the doldrums, it seems to me that...
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Thanks Ivor. Storms do pass.Ron, I hadn't actually noticed that, but here is the reason for it. I wrote the 1st 3 stanzas together, and got interrupted.The poem sat for several weeks while I wanted to...
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Great, Jan!The very writing of stanza 2should keep a poet from feeling blue!Annie
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Thanks Annie!Jan or you can view my personal poetry webpage at Poems For The Heart and Soul
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