Feels like freedom tonight
By Kahdai
Wed, 14 Apr 2010
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Silver birch leaves could be coins,
as we fly past on this evening sky,
riding through the wind speeding up
higher chasing to catch the sunset.
Wind, we wrap up to be close to you
let you in without biting our skin,
seven suns setting in your helmet
eleven sun sets are in your eyes.
Corners closing up the front tire,
hair out on the back of your neck
looks as though will turn to fire
as I feel we are about to go wild.
My voice soars away as loud as it can,
singing to all in the world around us
heard us for a second, look then gone
it's happy because feels like freedom.
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Hello Kahdai, I really
Hello Kahdai, I really enjoyed this. You use the most beautiful, intricate imagery. The first stanza was my favourite ( although I loved them all) ;)
Beeme xx
k.
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Really like this Kahdai.
Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Really like this Kahdai. You have used some very colourful imagery here:-
"Silver birch leaves together like coins,
as we fly past on the night sky,"
Wonderful!
And:-
'Hairs on the back of you neck,
look as though they turn to fire,'
Again, this is highly effective.
Keep going with the drafting. You have the makings of an excellent poem here.
Tina ;-)xx
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Seems finished to me -
Seems finished to me - there's something wild and free about the language as well as the message. I'd be careful in case it gets polished too much - very wonderful as it is.
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I agree with Rob - don't
Permalink Submitted by MistakenMagic on
I agree with Rob - don't change this one too much, Kahdai! I love your use of imagery and the poem's wild, carefree air is infectious! Really well done on this one ;)
Magic xxx
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This has a lovely energy,
This has a lovely energy, the only suggestion I could make is there may be too many commas, I am certainly no expert, but I think for example, the first lines of the first 3 stanzas could lose their commas as the sentance carries over into the next line, everyone does it differently of course.:~} I love the images and spontaneousness of this poem.
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