guess you didn’t like the review, the poem is too enigmatic as it stands to convey anything succinct. if you’re looking for gushy praise, i see no one else has taken the time to review this piece which i thought had potential but it seems you don’t wish to hear honest critiques, just fatuous comments.
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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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)
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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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