Would you care to offer comment/critique on this poem?

I delight again in your vision and syntax.

This is the essence of ennui but there is, hidden and denied, still a core of hope. I infer this in the last stanza because these protestations, in their overwrought desperation, actually belie a jaded lack of emotion. Ans this, of course, is absolutely clarified in the final line.

I have one small suggestion. That last line is somewhat jarring in it's deviation from the previously established flow.

First poem I read as I check back in..

My most favorite writer..

And whoosh!

A shooting star!

Too cool.

Evadne, your poems do change the world.

Your view from the shoulder of Angels is amazing.

Thank you!

? ?A possible dance upon the souls of blades and glory, ?A deepening of what seems revenged and sanctity, ?yet, rounds out with readability of reason, empowerment restored, ? And for there who go thou blade in hand, ? For Kings and Dragons reasonable command, ?? Rebellious as all destiny and chagrin, ???There be no relax yet chaos whom enter motel, ..

You have inspired me to attempt a poem about the grape-sized meteorite I recently discovered at the gravel pit. I wonder if it has any wishes left...?

Great last stanza, btw.

Yes, your mission is a daunting one, and your poem? A haunting one.

brilliant.