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Ayshela

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Alone

 

Hold tightly, small one,

your hands to your side.

Or wrap around tightly,

your warm heart to hide.

 

Run swiftly - be careful!

Don't stumble, don't fall.

This way you won't know

no one's there, at all.

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Ayshela, hun, this is a wonderful wonderful piece. what strikes me most is that this is an incredibly inclusive piece. The temptation would have been to make this a subjective piece which more often than not ends up alienating the reader from the poem and poet. And this certainly far from the case here!!

 

From a linguistic point of view it is your choice of wording that is so very effective.

 

"Hold tightly, small one, "

 

I could not single out a specific word in this line, for example, because each word is so intrinsic to the meaning of the others. The "holding tightly" is a shows frailty and hope a little desperastion, but were it not for the "small one" then the holding would seem an incredible act of desperation and possessivness. It would be a very active description - brash and offensive. Of course it is more complicated with each word relying on every other for its meaning. This first line is a marvelously compact exapmle of what occurs through the rest of your poem. I cannot underline enough how impressive I think this is.

 

From a technical point of view I struggle to offer any advice here, even just the length is suitably set.

 

However, one point: This way you won't know there's someone there either.

 

 

-Hugs and stuff

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perhaps to not crush the fleeting fragments of hope which remain?

if you fall and there IS someone there, then that's a lovely surprise..

which is quite a different thing from reaching out on your way down and finding no one.

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Bah - insurmountable odds are what life is all about. Challenge! :P

 

And dunt worry Ayshela, if you fall lass one of us will be there to catch ya, have no fear!

 

*breaks out the safety net and follows Ayshela around for a couple o' days*

 

Class poem hun :wolf:

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Alone

 

Hold tightly, small one,

your hands to your side.

Or wrap around tightly,

your warm heart to hide.

 

Run swiftly - be careful!

Don't stumble, don't fall.

Don't ever confirm

you're alone, after all.

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