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Ilkka asked in Arts & HumanitiesPoetry · 8 years ago

Another crappy poem. C/C if you wish?

I don't generally like posting here since I'm actually trying to get published and if they've been anywhere online they cannot be used as they've lost their uniqueness, but today I'm making an exception.

Q’tach

A room of black and red squares

Glowing, circling a ball

Held up high in the middle

By two hands.

Two blue hands

Of swerving electric water columns

And a bald priest

Dressed in pure white prays

In the name

Of Q’lach

While the masses

Outside, in the city surrounded

By upright cliffs

Covering from the sunlight.

So bright

It’s red

And turns sand into glass.

Here in Q’tach

Every will die

And love

Like us.

Update:

It should be 'everyone' instead of 'every.

Cheers Milieu, perhaps my tiredness affected me when I said unique. I'm sure you got the point.

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  • 8 years ago
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    "I'm actually trying to get published and if they've been anywhere online they cannot be used as they've lost their uniqueness" (uniqueness can't be lost if a work is interesting, good or, well, unique)

    A lot of times, depending on the editor, any poem posted online is considered already published even on a "workshop", you'll need to check submission guidelines for specific requirements.

    As far as this work goes you have a lot of strange lines and awkward phrasing, but the main problem is the (fictional?) place you're writing about needs to be seen, explained in more detail, show me. Use fresh and specific images and language.

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  • 5 years ago

    I loved it - made some variations you should like yet i'd price this a sturdy write - to those who do not understnd poetry has many varieties rhyme is just one off them. What felt so correct became so incorrect an effortless lie gave the impression to be the reality Now right here i'm writing words that recommend no longer some thing to one human being yet the international to a distinct i'm drowning in Confusion won't be able to damage out it stuck no human being saving me no human being cares won't be able to swim out lost In Confusion, concern, and Darkness

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