POEM HELP!
I saw an Owl
Late last night;
The night the moon
Was glowing bright.
The owl glided
In the moon’s pearly light
On silent wings –
A gorgeous sight.
The Owl touch’d down
To the thick-grassed ground
And flew up again
Without a sound.
As the owl flew off
I thought I saw
That it had a mouse
In its firm-gripping claw.
Some death is as quiet
As the flight of a bird;
Some death is as quiet
As an unspoken word.
I wrote that poem myself, and i rather proud of it. i tried to throw the reader off by, at first, making them think it was a poem about nature and beauty, then switching suddenly to death. i think i got something good there. the last line is sappy, yes, but i cant think of anything else appropriate to replace it.
now, any imput or comments on it would be vastly appreciated. hold nothing back; if you think its the crappiest poem youve ever read, dont hesitate to tell me so; if you think its such a great poem it brings tears to your eyes and sappy verses to your toung, dont hesitate to tell me that either. please be honest; politeness would seriously screw me up. it doesnt have to be an essay (although that would be nice), just tell me what you think about it. please.
so, i need some imput, and, even though this may sound pushy, i need it fast. like, REAL fast. because a deadline has poked its ugly head over the horizon and its coming closer.
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