Ummm...for my firstest ever thread here...I present to you a challenge...
Please....critique the following poem...let me have both barrels as long as your critique doesn't devolve into criticism...
If you like my writing style and wish to read more...then let me know that as well and I guarantee this wont be my last entry here...
However......sniff...if none of you care for it...I'll take my pixels and go home...
To preface...I wrote this poem January 6th 2012...I've always used a #2 pencil to write with and if you have a thirst for more...I'll present
another poem which might explain why...
I touched the keys, so hesitant...and then
A more determined pressure, to be sure
The answer to the pencil and the pen
A change that, even I, could then endure
These electron pastures, here, expose to me
an evolution, that I had not known
Inclusion in this world, has set thought free
A flow of words, and yes, my thoughts have flown
Goodbye to paper, pen, goodbye to ink
This is no requiem I post to you
I find you there, in paste and cut and link
I find you there and find, that this will do