With 50+ reviews, I doubt I can tell you anything new or groundbreaking as far as analysis goes, so I'll say that I really do like this poem. I'm a sucker for old fashioned rhyme schemes and rhythm, and not being a visual person, for me the aural sensation of reading a poem is quite often every bit as important as the message conveyed. Saying that, I love the pulse of this piece, and the idea that a poem (whether yours or someone else's) is observing and caring for you in the same way you do it is quite pleasant. I think I may have to reevaluate some poetry after reading this.
I am still young, and I don't think I've ever experienced a love as profound as you describe. Some day... The way you describe it in truth makes me think of love once again. Is true love destined for all? Do all have a choice of whether they might find such love? A very thought-provoking poem for the youth of the world.
I had to catch my breath, the end was so profound. I gasped and my hand went up to my mouth and I whispered, "Oh my God." I just sat there stunned and had to take a few minutes to have it really sink in. Sean... you have captured the "power of words."
your fifth stanza makes me think of looking up at an amazing statue and trying to reach out and touch it as if to touch the artist that made it, to know what it was they were thinking when as they formed thier masterpiece. thank you Sean for your contribution.
I am just a writer!
At least I think I am.
If I can only convince someone else of that, I will be a happy writer.
But until then, I'm just a writer.
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