Poetry Forum
8/25/2014 9:15:11 PM
D.W. Rodgers
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There is a lot here and most of it I like. But it could be better if you might revisited and edited. Also I'd single space between lines and use Caps only atthe start of sentences - but that is just me.
My try at the gull stanza
The gulls call no longer in triumph
their cry morphed into a dirge.
Though their wings still hang
crisp and angel white
against the sky.
They dive, again more slowly,
even as they snatch a fish with ease.
And now, there's mockery in their squawking.
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