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Mar. 14, 2008, 4:01pm

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This is the first poem I ever wrote, it's a bit old. I hope you enjoy it.

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Late at night when all is still, is when our demons visit,
Calm and darkness draw them near to fill our souls with dread,
Past, present, future; all is dim, when our demons come, 
Through it all our souls stand still, and hope to see the end, 
For in the darkness, souls are cracked, and driven from potential.
 
Then the sun rises anew, and points life to its focus,
Our hope, our strength, our inspiration, in the light of day made clearer, 
For though it seems, these are not seen, the day relieves the soul, 
The darkness flees for one more day, but then returns anew. 
 
If in the day we always dwell, no evil, shame, or sorrow,
Could come and cause such great distress, as when the sun draws low,
Yet, even though this sounds most pleasing, our souls would never learn,
That evil comes and evil goes and leaves us ever stronger, 
For when one day we need great strength, we will not thank the light,  
We’ll look into the past and see, our souls refined by night.
 
No path is straight, no path is easy, in this walk of life, 
All must work and all must fight and all must lay to rest. 
The name each makes, in his time, is not made by light,
But is fashioned by how he deals,
When night draws near, and brings his demons with it 
For if he masters demons dark, and forces them to light,
Then he can be measured,
A man of greatness and of honor,
in a place where few can claim that right.
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 Wow! So this is the first poem that you have wrote? This poetry in this work happens to be very interesting indeed. It looks like at the beginning of your poem seems all dark, forboding, evil, and gloomy. But when you write the second set of lines of this fantastic work, it seems all sunny, happy, full of optimism, and makes you feel like you have warm fuzzies in your stomach because the second set of lines that you had written had gotten upbeat for a second there. You said this poem was old but I think that in my opinion, that this is pretty new to me. I loved this very much! Keep writing for me and maybe you'll improve from what other ideas you can get, poetry wise from writing! Good luck on other future poems!

Wow, as a first poem, you're off to an excellent start! I definetly see potenital in you, my friend.

I've had moments like this in my life before, where you have no where else to turn, and often have to look in places you would have never even imagine for help. Good job, man.

 Well, it is supposed to be a critique so...

It is not much of a poem, really. At least, in certain senses. It has the language and the imagery and all, but there is no meter to it, no rhyme, no pattern. While reading it I got disjointed a lot and jarred from the experience of reading the work. The image is good, the message is good, it just... is not exactly poetry. I have written poems like this before with no rhyme or reason to it, but I understand it and would like to change it. I do not know if you are happy with it how it is, or would like to rework it. If you want to rework it, I would almost say just start from scratch using this piece as a reference guide and try to keep that same imagery and feel but work it into a pattern and a rhyme scheme. If you like it the way it is, well by all means do nothing. Tis just my opinion after all and I cannot imagine it matters much. You could have good reasons to keep your poem the way it is. I have one poem that ends abruptly about a few lines, but it has a good reason to do so, even though many people have expressed their dislike of it. Personally I love it and would never change it.

I appreciate the actual critique Timothy, but you said exactly what I was trying to create.  It is supposed to be disjointed and jarring.  That is the flow.  The idea behind it is that I am not trying to create something that flows nicely along and is happy and good, I am trying to create an image of brokenness and the sense of falling apart.  I really appreciate your words though and I like the fact that you put an actual critique.  As much as I enjoy the kind words, it really does help when someone disagrees!

 Happy Monday,

I, too, am new to the world of poetry.  I have not yet taken any poetry classes, although I have written many songs.  They sit there, copywritten, on a shelf.  I gave up music because of a man and to raise my kids.  No more band.  But, the rhymes sometimes come stampeding through my head, so I guess you would call me a poet of sorts. 

Your piece is a total challenge.  Please don't put too  much stalk in what I say, as I am going to try to do this line for line, and I am no expert.  Still, I do recognize talent when I see it.

So, my favorite thing about this work is the it delves into the truth that we are not shaped so much by the light, or the easy times.  Our honor comes from the hard or dark times, because as we overcome the darkness, we gain character.  I think that this is what your words convey to my heart, and I can absolutely agree with that sentiment.

I understand that you mean this to be disjointed.  I don't have any problem with that if it is the style you choose to convey your thought.  I do, however see some natural splits, that might emphasize your points so they don't just run together and get watered down. 

Sometimes one must give up their favorite, in exchange for gleaning the best.  By that I mean that I have written some really profound phrases that I had to dump becuase they did not fit the story I was trying to tell.  When I say dump, I mean to stick it on a clip board until the most expedient and natural opening occurs.  It might be two lines down from whence you took it that its perfect resting spot may be, or it may belong in a totally different work.  The question is: Do you want to share your total message with somebody in a way that they can benefit from its power?  Or, do you write just for you?  It is sometimes a matter of compromising, or the ends justifies the means.  It does not make you a traitor to your profound phrases to table them for later, or to simply arrange a structure until it flows into your reader's mind and touches his soul.

I think that your message here is quite profound and needs to be told.  So often we frail humans dread the fire, but that is sometimes where we are forged in our character, that is where we are tempered.  In your piece, you reflect that wisdom.  Only when we face the darkness and our own demons can our characters reach their full potential.  So, if this is your sentiment, I think that you should definitely try to relate it to others.

Question: "For though it seems, these are not seen, the day "reveals? or rlieves?" the soul."  It would follow from context that you mean reveals, as it is made clearer? 

I like that your poem follows no solid pattern, so I think that some lines would hold more power if they stood alone as a separate thought. If nothing else, you can take a few lines out of the mix so you don't just have a tangled web of great phrases.  Consider:

Late at night when all is still, is when our demons visit,
Calm and darkness draw them near to fill our souls with dread,
Past, present, future; all is dim, when our demons come, 
Through it all our souls stand still, and hope to see the end, 
 
For in the darkness, souls are cracked, and driven from potential.
 
[If this line stands alone, it says what it is meant to say without being lost to the line above it. ]
 
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Then the sun rises anew, and points life to its focus,
Our hope, our strength, our inspiration, in the light of day made clearer, 
For though it seems, these are not seen, the day relieves the soul, 
The darkness flees for one more day, but then returns anew. 
 
If in the day we always dwell, no evil, shame, or sorrow,
Could come and cause such great distress, as when the sun draws low,
Yet, even though this sounds most pleasing, our souls would never learn,
That evil comes and evil goes and leaves us ever stronger, 
 
For when one day we need great strength, we will not thank the light,  
We’ll look into the past and see, our souls refined by night.
 
The last two lines are the crux of what you are saying and they hold the real power, so I think they could be set apart for emphasis.  This does not disturb your original form, but merely sets these most profound statements apart to be heard above the clamour.
 
No path is straight, no path is easy, in this walk of life, 
All must work and all must fight and all must lay to rest. 
 
The name each makes, in his time, is not made by light,
But is fashioned by how he deals,
When night draws near, and brings his demons with it 
For if he masters demons dark, and forces them to light,
Then he can be measured,
A man of greatness and of honor,
in a place where few can claim that right.
 
This may not be what your intended emphasis was.  But I must tell you that it reads a little easier for me.  I gots to tell ya, I think you have a magnificent work here, but I don't think it will make through the ears and down into the soul of anyone who is not dedicated enough to read it over and over and over to understand it.  People's minds instinctively look for reason, and rhyme, and a sense of entering into and becoming part of a really profound poem.  It his mind and his tongue are tripping continually over that which he cannot make fit into a reasonable flow, he will simply nod, and say "good job dude"  and miss the depth of the wealth of truth displayed before him.  It is human nature. 
 
It is up to you to decide who your prefered audience would be.  If you ever decide that this work is screaming to be heard by the average person that needs to get this message, then you might consider, not necessarily changing any wording, because your phrases are profound and powerful, but maybe you could split your stanzas and add lines that would rhyme with what you already have.  A filler, if you will. 
I really think this poem deserves the chance to live in the hearts of people.  That is the only reason I spent so much time arranging and rearranging it until I thought it might read a little easier without really changing it.  I hope you keep on writing, and I look forward to seeing your second work soon.  Jeanie

 

 

Opening Comments

First of all, let me say that your poem was beautiful and complex, especially for a first poem! I can really relate to it because I, along with other people, have had their bad days too and this poem would be such a great motivator for those "dark" times.

Themes

In your opening stanza, this poem is so dark. When I was reading through this poem, I was thinking "Oh no...not another poem about hopelessness." However, it was not what I expected. I really like how you started out in a "dark place," with all of the demons and ended up in your own amazing accomplishments.

The name each makes, in his time, is not made by light,
But is fashioned by how he deals,

I really liked your usage of how light cleanses us from the darkness in our lives, but you used light more as a stepping stone for us to brush ourselves off after a fall. Then, we learn to be our own light, and I think that message is very powerful in itself. I also think your poem encourages perseverance and dedication, and that the greatest achievement is knowing that you learned, from all of your experiences, to pull through.

 

 

 

 

Rhyme and Meter

I don't really sense a consistent rhyme or meter, but I think that may be a good aspect. There is a general flow of dark to light, but I think the inconsistency of a certain pattern really helped bring out pain and confusion (darkness) "the man" went through before he was able to halt his dependence on the light.

Diction

You constantly return to light and dark, so the vocabulary is a bit repetitive - was that intentional?

Grammar and Spelling

Perhaps this was also intentional, but I think you over-used the commas. For example:

But is fashioned by how he deals,
When night draws near, and brings his demons with it 
I think after "deals", if you used a period or semi-colon, it may flow a little better. Also, I don't think a comma is necessary after "near."
Closing Comments

Overall, I was very moved by this poem. It has been a while since I could relate to a poem (not only with myself, but with others I know) on so many levels.

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