"I wear leather on my arms / And keeps birds in cages."

for some reason that line really seemed to speak to me. i can see the person, and i can relate to it because i own birds, even though i don't wear leather. so i suppose i really liked the imagery in that line, and in the whole poem, really.

peace,
red.

this is lovely and a very unique take on a relationship. it's unlike anything i've seen on this site before.

Hmm.
I picked a short one, because I didn't have much time, but I got lucky.

Nothing short of amazing, like all your other poetry, obviously, not that that needed to be said.
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I believe you're referring to the brace that bird-tamers wear, but I like how you avoid the word brace. Still, perhaps that could be used for a metaphor/play on words? Nice working of leather, though. Made it feel old-timey.

Now, is it "keep" or "keeps," because that could change the meaning a little bit, because it changes your point of view.

Using wolf as a reference to the nature of a bird implies all sorts of things, all vivid imagery. Nice job.

Now, the last part eludes me in its finality. I see this in a number of ways, i.e., you have a dead bird(s), which you keep in (a) cage(s). Or, you've killed the bird.
Or, again, you're taming the bird rather roughly.
All these images provide different fruits for thought, some sweet and some bitter.
All in all, I'd say that that scatterbrain effect of that symbolism was well placed.

As a whole piece, perfect in its length, and quite good for providing imagery.

-Ice.

This has an interesting progression to it. Very specific and yet deliberately vague enough to allude to much more. Very well written. MD:77.

this poem is one I dont even want to review because of how good it is. the meaning and appreciation I have for it is something words fall short of. I'm not going to get "a name for a nature" out of my head for a long time.

"I wear leather on my arms." The word 'leather' suggests that the speaker is very much interested in domination and control.

"My prize is my male." The word 'prize' suggests that the speaker views his bird not as a companion, but something that he can 'train' and 'win.'

"Wingspan wide." Nice alliteration.

"I call him Wolf." This is probably my favourite line. The fact that the speaker calls a bird by any other name is both fascinating and profound--he combines freedom with stealth.

"My hands tighten the bands about his feet." Excellent ending. This character is absolutely 'real' in my mind. This is one of your best pieces, IMO. :D

[Other] I love your character. The speaker's fascination with the bird is wonderful. The mix of feelings you wrote into her, her love of nature and her subconscious restraint on the bird to keep him, is such an accurate description of people. Her selfishness is fantastically realistic, and she, as a person, was wonderfully believable.

Your [tone] was fitting for the subject you chose. I could feel the speaker's emotion throughout the poem. All of the longing and pent up feeling in her 'voice' was so nice. Nothing felt fake; I believed every word of it.

I really liked your [word choice]. In the first line, "I wear leather on my arms", the word choice for "leather" was well done. It's consistent with the theme and added nice imagery. "My hands tighten the bands about his feet" was another nice line. "Bands" was effective; it went smoothly with the concept of being caged and locked away.

[Enjoyment] As I'm sure you've gathered, I loved this. I loved reading it, and I enjoyed every second of it. The speaker was an accurate portrayal of how we long for things and are fascinated by them. She cages him up, and even though his nature is what she loves the best, it's pretty much what she's taking from him. The contradiction was lovely.

The [rhythm] overall was very good. "Wingspan wide" was a nice touch of alliteration to help along the rhythm. I thought the poem was really, very smooth. :)

I'm gonna keep this. :D (And I loved how you called him 'Wolf'.)
-Peach, RG depth review.

Ah beautiful. I like the twist at the end. Definitely was unsure what this poem was trying to convey until it caught me off guard.