Please rate my poem its not tht long x]?

3 Baby Birds* 3 baby birds, gripped on the branch And they told me “sigh and don’t worry.” 4 little girls playing double dutch Jump, skip, jump, skip 6 o’ clock on the concrete Autumns breeze flow into me Grandmas chueys words.. “I don’t believe in tomorrow, yesterday, or today.” Because if today is the [...]

Is my poem any good rate it!?

3 Baby Birds* 3 baby birds, gripped on the branch And they told me “sigh and don’t worry.” 4 little girls playing double dutch Jump, skip, jump, skip 6 o’ clock on the concrete Autumns breeze flow into me Grandmas chueys words.. “I don’t believe in tomorrow, yesterday, or today.” Because if today is the [...]

What is theme of this poem?

The Concrete River by Luis J. Rodríguez We sink into the dust, Baba and me, Beneath brush of prickly leaves; Ivy strangling trees–singing Our last rites of locura. Homeboys. Worshipping God-fumes Out of spray cans. Our backs press up against A corrugated steel fence Along the dried banks Of a concrete river. Spray-painted outpourings On [...]

Rate my poem please?

Hearts beat with the turning of gears- gears that work clocks /and awaken the world to that bleak hour of day/where the angels fly with wings mended with tape/and Lazarus walks with eyes that reflect the gray of the streets./The colors of the flowers are drowned /by the overwhelming ashen shades of the concrete /that [...]

Do you like my little poem ?

There’s holes in my shoes, city feels cold dark & gritty, Feels like thorns in my side, things around here aint really cooking pretty, , people living like jaded rats, all tied up to chairs, my elevator mind is stuck on you, My dreams feel like going down two floors, to nature wonderland singing like [...]

Where The Sidewalk Ends????(the poem)?

hey for my english project i have to preserve a piece of literature for the future. i chose where the sidewalk ends by shel silverstein. just the specific poem not the book. ya so i need some help. how will this poem contribute to future society? and why did u choose this piece? if youve [...]

I want to give this poem to my friend, I wrote it, what do you think?

My Garden The stone is cracked, water no longer flows from the once intricate fountain The fresh chromatic hyacinths and roses are withered and died Soil cracks with each foot step It has become a place without the relief of water The only thing thriving are the hedges, seemingly dead yet growing, enclosing me in [...]

can you review/critique my poem?

It is supposed to be in modernist style Gray leaf Clinging to the edge of the branch of the trunk it holds Watching its fallen brothers discolored in folds Stem running cold, akin to the crunches below Color running, bleeding, clinging Wind falls rushing down to strain it off, off- off Weak in its open [...]

I wanted to write a poem about spring?

This is what I started with- (I opened the front door stepped outside onto the warm concrete. I stopped, looked around , and listened I could see children playing hop scotch, I could hear birds chirping When I sniffed the air, I could smell the aroma of a fresh rain storm that had just ended [...]

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