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Virgin Poet (Free verse) by emilyowey

Untouched by hands of darkness Blind to the world of men Inside a shell of childhood Behind a cloud of white My eyes see only surface The beauty of myself I long to live among you Amidst the jaded minds Writing what is purely me Not spouting thoughts of old But therein lies the hardness Where there is ugliness Can I simply take a step And there begin to live Will birds still spin their magic Will air still taste so sweet Can love be any better Than childish joys I see Rip away my innocence Take now my faith and hope Cut me with reality Stain me with your knowledge Tear away my bridal gown See what I really am Steal away this soul of mine And leave me just like you

jfgregboy 25-Aug-02/3:26 PM
thank you, horus, for your completely worthless and sophomoric comment. i'm sure the poet really appreciates it. 2 things stand out to me. who is the addressee? is a real person being addressed? or, is a potential, intangible "path" being addressed? would be interested to know. secondly, the last 8 lines are obviously very "gutsy," and really don't seem to "gel" with the rest of the poem. i arrived at them, and they almost shocked me based on the innocence of the rest of the piece. perhaps somethign could be done with the style/form to change this.




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