Glance In My Direction

Glance In My Direction

A Poem by Suzanne C. Suber

 

 

 

 

Glance In My Direction

by Suzanne C. Suber

 

 

 

 

Glance in my direction

 

 

   Touch me

      Make my heart sing

         Smile and whisper

            Words I’ve longed for

               Hold me close

                  Caress me

                     Look in to my eyes

                        Deep in to my soul

                           And kiss me

 

© 5/04/06 SCS

35 words

 

© 2008 Suzanne C. Suber


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What a sweet poem. It's heart warming and at the same time...just puts a smile on a person's face. I like the theme of this poem. Also, it's short and sweet. This poem is better than the poem I wrote, "Words of the Masked Woman". (Don't search for it, the piece was lost during the time of deletion)
If I had to suggest anything, I'd suggest giving more feeling to the poem, extending it just a little. With such a theme as this, I'd prefer all of the necessary emotions. Short and sweet don't seem adequate enough to describe it, feel it, portray it. I'm not saying to make it really long, only a tad bit.
By the way, do you want it so sweet? If you want the actual emotion of your said theme, then there should be more feelings. If not, ignore what I've said before. I don't know your original intentions, so I can't necessarily give feedback to your piece. I can only say what I think.
Aside from my suggestion, it's a nice short piece and I usually prefer short pieces (unless it seems a little off). I don't usually like sweet, heart warming pieces that make me smile, but I liked this one. An excellent job.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Suzanne C. Suber
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