Poetry / Something Wicked This Way Comes (Analysis)

The air is tinged with a certain foulness
An odor reeking havoc with my senses
Tired of all the false pretenses

Death lingers
drumming her fingers
she wondered if she ever cared

Music streaming from somewhere
Certain to be a dream, an illusion
A nightmare

She can see her reflection
Twisted, distorted
Walking this road lost and all alone

Always wrong and never right
Ready for aspects to end tonight

Consumed, confused
Tired of feeling blue

Something wicked this way comes
And when it does
it will come as a force
as someone she once knew
she thought of as a friend
now a foe
sinking lower, sinking below

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snowflakesofwarmth avatar General Stranger

July 22, 2008

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Wow, I love this poem. The choice of words are captivating.

JC avatar General Stranger

June 16, 2008

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a good context (the poem) needs to be expanded into some thing more.
jc

Onager avatar General Stranger

May 18, 2008

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This is a very sad poem. To me, it makes me think of long hours sitting beside the sick bed of someone you’ve been forced to watch get sicker and sicker. As it becomes blindingly apparent that there will be no miracle – that this person you care about is going to die, you begin to view a quicker ending for them as a blessing.

Yet when the day and hour comes for their last breath, the feelings that you face – the panic and guilt over wishing a speed towards this very point – resulted in this poem.

I thought how sickening it must have been to feel the incremental approach of Death coming to claim this loved one, knowing you had prayed for Her coming so fervently and that you would not pray for Her delay. How could you?

I could not love this poem. I could never bring myself to write it, either. You did a good job however. k

BigMama avatar General Stranger

May 03, 2008

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I like the way that this poem touched me.  It seems that the writer knows what I am going through at the moment and it speaks to me.

There is nothing I would change and I hope that you get it published.

Thank you for sending this my way.

Continue sucess.

CREEPSHOW avatar General Friend

April 25, 2008

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I really liked this poem… it was dark and kinda creepy… i really like the tittle… my favorite part was ‘Consumed, confused
Tired of feeling blue’ I really thought that was good…

girl avatar General Stranger

April 25, 2008

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this is deep, deeper than most expect from a “dark” sort like this…good job.

Gavinswar avatar General Stranger

April 25, 2008

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That title has been overused, wasnt that the same thing for Harry potter? I think it was, and in turn it has preconcieved notions about it.
The poem is dark and broading though its tone set quickly and the pace fast and uneasy. I like the overall wording its twisted the underlying deception it mentions the fright that comes with falling from grace.
Good work just need a new title.
Gavinswar

Fresh_Fish avatar General Stranger

April 24, 2008

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I completely understand where you’re coming from.  When betrayed by a friend, not only does the friendship itself die, but with it a part of you.  I loved your first stanza; it really drew me in.  Your metaphor and imagery were clear and a large audience will relate.  Excellent work.

esmaril avatar General Stranger

April 24, 2008

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I liked this poem, except for the fact that it doesn’t seem to have any guidelines. The last stanza sort of unravels the whole thing. Personally, I didn’t like it, but I’m sure if you’re willing to put in a few good hours of blood and sweat it will come out a masterpiece! I can see that this piece has a lot of potential.

CSNS avatar General Stranger

April 24, 2008

CSNS

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The begining is interesting but your last paragraph breaks the rhythm and does not fit right. It sounds a little more concrete than the rest which does not end this poem rightfully. I would make some changes.

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