Tales of someone’s woe, escaped your lips in tell. Attempts to make headway with another’s tattered sail. A foot upon the chest of the downtrodden prone, hands across your breast on your judgmental throne. Mirrors don’t exist in the In the vessel of the vain For he who sails the ship would surely reflect shame. Follow me: FB, Instagram, Twitter: WVPoetrygirl
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Wow. I really like the story here – it’s a beautifully crafted tale mixed with hidden truth. I especially love how you allow the reader to make the connection and discover the moral. Sometimes, writers can be too obvious, usually, because either a) they don’t trust their pieces to make sense on their own (which is often the case) or b) they don’t trust the reader to figure out the meaning themselves. You’ve created the perfect balance. Excellent job!
– Jenaya
Thank You! I really appreciate your feedback. I agree with you about being ‘too obvious’. It takes away from the readers chance to insert themselves into the story and to ‘connect the dots’….great analysis! If you’re not, you should be a reviewer! If you like my style of writing, my writer page on Facebook is public WVPoetrygirl. Thanks again for your feedback!
-Anita