Replying to a comment on:

of people and places (final cut)I (Free verse) by INTRANSIT

I was studying the pattern of a tile mosaic once. I couldn't tell you how many colors there were. Or shades of colors. Or how many there were. Each tile a little frame occupying it's own space. No competition or noise. Just being part of the whole.

Caducus 18-Dec-02/3:17 AM
Doubt you'll even see this comment, hope so as I've grafted on this work of yours.

I think a poem of chess is a good subject and this could benefit as GW suggested from maybe a metaphor like 'Royal blood drips from its master, drier than the falling sand, Pawns in numbers advance, Kings remain seated, armies depleted, Death begins the devils dance, Black and white combat, so true to life, inconclusive, slain to the rhythm of superior thought.

Well that took 5 mins and its a bit messed up but hope i may have helped.




Track and Plan your submissions ; Read some Comics ; Get Paid for your Poetry
PoemRanker Copyright © 2001 - 2024 - kaolin fire - All Rights Reserved
All poems Copyright © their respective authors
An internet tradition since June 9, 2001