Poetic Technique

Super super supeeeerrr late, but below I have attached the recording/text of my poem! https://soundcloud.com/user-711670661/honey-by-bijan-adili

Hi it's me, Arielle also known as Peyton Scott for reference. This poem is pretty different from the others I've written (which is the point I guess) but, different in the sense that there is a meaning behind it, I just didn't have a certain direction I was going with this one compared to my other p

Hi everyone, here's the link to my poem. The text is included down below. If you have any ideas as to how I can work on the rhythm (or music) of the poem, I'd love to hear them. Should I be more sarcastic? Less sarcastic? Would you rather this be a funny poem, less serious? Let me know! QUARANTINE,

https://soundcloud.com/kallie-lynn-overstreet/final-day-poem The final day By: Kallie Overstreet It was just another ordinary day Typical Florida weather Sunny one moment Pouring the next Humid amongst it all Now classes are cancelled Everyone is freaking out A pandemic is coming everyone needs to

AUDIO HERE Profess it once, profess it twice Its silent stare is damning enough It allures me, incites my reach Again, I concede to it This is the last time. Lock lipped, shut-eyed, lungs filled Relief set in my eyes granted as soon as the damage is done Senses lame and deaf, joints ache, a queue

Audio here. when we’re on the mattress and i whisper something breathless into your neck i think how a thousand years ago people danced with each other in summer and got drunk at parties and scurried off to make love in wheatfields and wildflower beds even though you got married cause you really ne

Here is the link to my reading of this poem: https://soundcloud.com/joellel/w-tennessee-st-6. Below is the full poem.

https://soundcloud.com/user-576757335-915565222/chocolate Chocolate Chocolate is delicious Enjoyable My favorite treat Bitter and sweet And slightly addictive. Taste the cocoa Luxurious Dark, white, milk Smooth and creamy And absolutely satisfying. 88% is best Bold Strong, rich, velvety Dark and

Better to remember the drink rather than the name. Late nights make it more difficult to remember. Especially when lobbyists offer shots. Lobbyist who do coke but have loud clean jokes. Some people keep to themselves like the old timer with the posture of Quasimodo. Doesn't say much but when he doe

The feedback that i would like for my poem is the gate you entered into it from, what aspects of it stand out the most, what works in the poem and what doesn't really work. I personally thought it kind of sounded like something from a children's book but that may just be the rhymes? I'd love to hear

Audio Here I received notice in the e-mail that we were not to return. “Until instructed,” it said. I wonder if I emptied the fridge enough. Back home now, and my girlfriend is sad. I wish I could help her but I’m not a vaccine. I think I’ll just listen. Can’t do much else in isolation. WASH YOUR

So the feedback that I am searching for is how I can make the story more clearer. I also wanted to see if the words I'm using are too simple or if I should aim to choose different words. Honestly, any feedback is encouraged I really don't know my strengths or weaknesses. Nothing is nothing Everyt

Hey guys! Here is the link to the audio of my poem and I have a text version down below. I was really inspired by the split structure of the new year's poem we read in class and wanted to write something similar. I tend to be very vague in my writing so I want to make sure my poem actually makes sen

What's up gang its ya boy garrett coming at you with another poem. I'm not crazy about this one personally but I'd love to hear what you think. I feel like imagery is usually a strong suit of mine but this one is really lacking in it imo, and I'd like to add more but I'm not sure where. Tell me what

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https://soundcloud.com/teresa-beesa/clouds-in-phases CLOUDS IN PHASES By Teresa Stanish Every cloud has an eyeliner phase. The phase with knock off blackberry cell phones. Where raised voices were commonplace between mothers, fathers, and daughters alike. Needles through ears to express the

Hello here is my poem and my cringey reading of it. I used a really similar format in my last poem but I really enjoy its simplicity and playing around with the wording. To me, the poem is all over the place and I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing so pls let me know what you think :) any sugg

Listen to the poem here. Trace the green wax backward From the finish line to the start, This is not a drill, Paper labyrinths were preparation For women who accepted apologies instead of actions, Then followed the boy down the rabbit hole too far, Now she fills sixty cent cardboard With priceles