Liar
You may never know
The truth
I’m sorry to say
I lied
I lied to you
No big deal
It really isn’t
But it was wrong
You don’t know.
You might never know
I lied
But I am not a liar.
Celebrate Life
It’s a smoky morning
The day is young
A baby is born
I smile joyfully
It is Magic
Man & Women
Him & Her
Boy & Girl
Brother & Sister
Living & Laughing
Rachel - in both poems I think you should step back from the poem and try to paint a picture rather than tell a story. What does a liar look like? What does a liar sound like? What does a liar do with her hands? How does she stand?
In the second poem, I like the way you started with a smoky morning - why not paint that picture fully? I think you could wind up with a very nice poem by creating a magical scene instead of telling me it is magical.
Liar
You may never know
The truth
I’m sorry to say
I lied
I lied to you
No big deal
It really isn’t
But it was wrong
Eyes of sorrow
Face of guilt
Fearful of forgiveness
You don’t know.
You might never know
I lied
But I am not a liar.
Celebrate Life
It’s a smoky morning
The day is young
Smiles full of bliss
Eyes full of sparkles
Posture full of pride
Man & Women
Him & Her
Boy & Girl
Brother & Sister
Living & Laughing
I think that Mimi's advice was helpful to me because it improved my poems. In my original poems, I did not use as many describing words as I did in my revised poems. Mimi's sugesstions were very helpful to me as a poet.
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