My father cinched the rope,
a noose around my waist,
and lowered me into
the darkness. I could taste
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Read this before and read it again today and if anything I admire his storytelling skill even more than I did before. He knows the value of suspense- -be it from a rope or a story-line.
His taut lines echo the tautness of that rope and the darkness that must have lain over that little boy's heart at the stench and horror that inhabited that well. Incredibly well written.
Finally, a poem by a member that is actually good. The only one I've read so far.... very clear images, beautifully executed.
Beautiful, poem of mastery. I am unsure completely about your use of then. I will have to study it more. I liked this poem, please read one of mine.
well andrew I like this I'VE BEING DOWN THERE TO IN ANOTHER LAND
Saving a life is really a pride..glory to the Lord well writ nice
This is my favourite style of poetry; easy, simple technique combined with fabulously sensuous language in the telling of an experience. Thanks!
I am continually surprised by the way most people read a poem bordering on perfection and grade it a 3 out of 10. Ignorance flourishes before our very eyes.