A poem about twisted reflections for National Poetry Month
This is so incredibly powerful - I have chills!
Hell yeah. Tell 'em why you're mad, Bradley. I co-sign one-hundred percent.
Thank you, BJ! I’m really proud of this piece, and I’m glad to hear you agree with the message here.
So beautiful
I really enjoyed writing this one. Thanks for checking it out! 😁
“But creativity should be human from the start.
Born after an idea and inspiration collide,
Not from something that has neither lived nor died.” The rhyming and pace work together to amplify the anger.
I see what you did with this poem, and I love the emotion you poured into it. Feels incredibly human, if you catch my drift.
"You seem to think that making art is easy,
That showing my soul doesn’t make me queasy.
That a semblance of technique and pace,
Can transport people to another place." Oh oh oh, this was so good
This is so incredibly powerful - I have chills!
Hell yeah. Tell 'em why you're mad, Bradley. I co-sign one-hundred percent.
Thank you, BJ! I’m really proud of this piece, and I’m glad to hear you agree with the message here.
So beautiful
I really enjoyed writing this one. Thanks for checking it out! 😁
“But creativity should be human from the start.
Born after an idea and inspiration collide,
Not from something that has neither lived nor died.” The rhyming and pace work together to amplify the anger.
I see what you did with this poem, and I love the emotion you poured into it. Feels incredibly human, if you catch my drift.
"You seem to think that making art is easy,
That showing my soul doesn’t make me queasy.
That a semblance of technique and pace,
Can transport people to another place." Oh oh oh, this was so good