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| By Sarah Joncas |
Annoying,
the sound of her voice.
Geeky,
her look,
in a sexy,
polka dot kind of way.
Yet
No one knew
d
e
e
p
down,
she was a rock star,
not even her.
15 comments:
Sounds like a nice thing to see!
Loved the post. Thanks for sharing.
Lu Ann
Terrific and the format is wonderful! The banner photo of the tree is astounding.
Interesting layout, for an elegant poem.
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PS I really love your tree picture. Did you take it?
Really like the poem. How often we are unaware of just who and what we are. We spend a great deal of time waiting for someone to tell us,
Elizabeth
Terrific treatment to that.
cool - i just love this...who knows what's deep down in every one of us..
That's a stunning picture.
I love the juxtaposition of a sad poem with a playful layout: perfectly encapsualtes your theme that we are not we seem.
Nicely done - both in layout and juxtapositioning of thoughts on one not self-conscious of her own "stardom."
Beautiful layout for a lovely poem, Henry.
Pamela
I like the ambiguity of this, how it leaves me wanting to know more about this woman. And the way the form subtly mirrors the illustration. Nice work.
Love it, the form fits the the poem. Also the tree photo too.
The ending is definitely enigmatic!
Love this. "polka dot kind of way." made me chuckle. Have to wonder about the future, if she will one day figure out her true nature: will the earth tremble? Excellent! :D
I really like the tone/voice of your poem and how it looks on the "page." The second stanza is my favorite, letting me see the narrator, too.
(I like short poems a lot. And yours show why. It's all right there. Clear. Puts me smack dab in the middle of a surprise. :-) )
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