I have been having some frustration with one of my poems. I have no particular rhyme scheme but there is some rhyme in it, many asked for that to be removed; or even changed. I really like having the small rhyme in it even if it is not through the whole poem. I honestly cannot even think of a word that would take the place of the word that ‘should’ be changed. I have gone through the thesaurus. It seems so impossible. I think that I am going to keep the rhyme there. Because a few liked it, and it is not crazy rhyming. I really like the other parts that I have changed in the poem. Tell me what you think:
Goodbyes
By Morgan Snyder
Lay her down, as her final rest.
Say sweet things, all about her best,
Well wishes to those who knew her.
Those who were closest to her.
Tears flooding the fields.
The Field is soaked with goodbyes
And what-ifs- or did we notice,
The did we notice the scars,
The bruises,
Could we have saved her?
Consoling all who fought to keep her alive,
And wanting the man who killed her
To die.
To die for what he did,
To make him pay for the crime.
But he supposedly loved her.
Damn him!
He didn’t love her.
Powder on her face,
To cover the scars of pain,
The pain he caused.
Flowers laid to wish her,
Red and pink Roses, Brown Eyed Susans, and Wild Flowers.
They will be better than all those flowers he ever bought.
Damn him!
Sweet memories and to embrace.
She was always full of grace.
Her laughter,
Her smile,
We will miss her a great while.
Good-bye.
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