Poetry / Distillation Feelings

This substance clear

made to taste

like oak & amber

on the tongue

gives it's golden hues

 

I yield to it's sway

let convey

let portray

my misery

my joy

 

like oak & amber

in a song

of love gone away.

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DCAllen avatar General Stranger

December 02, 2008

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This poem should be called “Oak and Amber” – would be much more compelling.

The rhyminess of the second part (sway, convey, portray) is forced.

Proofreading notes:

it’s = it is (You mean its, the possessive)

Willow_Wren avatar General Stranger

November 02, 2008

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To me clear means colorless, so when the clear substance gives off golden hues it seems to belie what it is. Gin or vodka comes to mind that is colorless, but it is whiskey or scotch that tastes like oak and amber. The poem starts off stronger then becomes too sketchy, let convey, let portray my misery, my joy is not enough to hold a stanza and is really part of S3. It doesn’t feel quite complete yet to me or have enough dimension but is a good start.

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