 Winter Sun 2006-01-03 . chapter 1Interesting choice of words once again! I like this one too (your choice of format was cool as well).
The only problem I found is that in some places, you added an extra syllable or two, which threw the poem a bit off balance.
Otherwise fine.
PS: I really liked the lines "The sun was my friend those daysBut your shadow always found my ways"
"Then the bright bird of love came and freed meAnd above a mountaintop, she released me
Thinking of the small hope left in your soul (and mine)
I flew but then I fell into your black hole (your shrine)" |