My estuary (revised)

My estuary (revised)

A Poem by andrew mitchell

My estuary
Teary eyes
a lake could fill,
a dam collects,
a river spilled.
Tears of love,
feelings that grew,
drops of sadness,
red eyes blue.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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Nicely rhyming one, though sad. But I think your choice of words was thoughtful and matching the theme. Well-written, though I have a tiny little critique, it just struck my mind and disturbed my reading (flow); I think you should maybe just leave out the word "that" in the last line of the first stanza because it unnecessarily lengthens the rhythm/the line, disturbs the tune a bit, somehow.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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8 Years Ago

Thanks for following my advice. :)
andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

No thank you for your good advice:):)
V

8 Years Ago

You're welcome :)

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