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I know the Iambics are off in the last line, maybe the last two lines, yet... I was careful in what I wanted it to say. Thanks for commenting. hugs, Catie :)

As I was walking through the sands of time, dark storms were raging in my haggard soul. The waves broke hard, with beauty so sublime, their sprays were whispering of more to know. Then, I was picking shells along the way that tide had left there just beyond the bluff; I thought to save them for a ra...

I have been the shadow... in varying aspects, known it deeply, wore it under my skin, claimed it discreetly, in quiet respects of my own. I watched it slithering behind many joyful experiences of unaware, naive mankind. I have experienced the worst made each wry mistake (heaven knows), and felt pure...

There is a lot of redundancy in this one which kind of throws the reader off, as far as interest is concerned. why not, change a few of the lines that say "of his father left in him." I see that line used three times. whereas, if you could find a way to say it another way, in the second and third in...

I really like this one. Again, your Iambics are spot on. I only had a little trouble keeping up the second line in the third verse, but finally decided it was because, or probably due to my mispronunciation of the word "traipse." Enjoyed your poem very much. This Iambic pentameter seems to come natu...

Perfect Iambic Pentameter. Sows real skill in this difficult form. hugs, catie :)

While this is very nice the way it is, I, personally thought it would make an excellent longer poem. Do you have anything more you could add to it? hugs, catie :)

a sad, sad poem. Life is hard. hugs, Catie :)

anything is possible. hugs, catie :)

yes, these are really scary times we live in. Enjoyed your poem. hugs, catie :)

Hi Bags! :) Enjoyed this poem of yours. hugs, catie :)

between those lines I see a beautiful soul. loved your poem. hugs, catie :)

Beautiful poem. i am looking forward to reading more of yours. hugs, catie :)

I really enjoyed reading your poem today. Such raw emotions run through it. I hope that love does not twist to hate for you. hugs, catie :)

I have been the shadow... in varying aspects, known it deeply, wore it under my skin, claimed it discreetly, in quiet respects of my own. I watched it slithering behind many joyful experiences of unaware, naive mankind. I have experienced the worst made each wry mistake (heaven knows), and felt pure...