poemranker ::Virgin Poet by emilyowey

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Free verse № 7713

Virgin Poet

Member since 2002 · Posted 5 Aug 2002 · 5 comments

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

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5 comments

[7] horus8 5-Aug-02/10:57 PM Reply
okay..shall i use lube..or go for the dry sigh?n
[7] <~> 6-Aug-02/7:36 AM Reply
ignorance is bliss, emily, but do you want to be an Eloi? live. feel. endure. rise. the air will taste sweeter, the birds will enchant you, and the ocean will heave your sobs upon the senseless shores...you will harden; you will pulse; you will find new ways to love.
[7] deleted user 25-Aug-02/3:26 PM Reply
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.
[10] J.B. Manning 2-Dec-03/3:43 PM Reply
SCHWEEEEEEEEEEEEET! I LOVE this poem. The flow, the vocab, the forward thrusting cadence. 10!
[9] Ranger 17-Apr-05/12:59 PM Reply
Preach my pain also, oh how I long for those youthful days too. I appreciate this. 9