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This is a place to “talk” poetry with someone who has loved it all her life. I have a true passion for the possibilities of poetry and would love to hear your thoughts and/or read your poem. I will be happy to offer my reaction to your work and, based on over 40 years of teaching poetry, organizing, and conducting poetry workshops, working as a book review editor for an international poetry magazine, authoring five books of poetry and two textbooks on teaching poetry, send along my thoughts on ways to make your poem stronger and more impactful.
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Your friend in poetry, Susan
FEATURED POEM
there she stood
helpless as it seemed
she looks so scared
she looks so fierce
the life of her child
was which she worried
she became so strong
she became so wild
but nothing could make the little deer smile
eyes showed the pain she had
limbs showed the wounds she had
the roar of the tiger
is what she feared
from a far came an additional roar
which made the mother's heart go sore
she looked at the trees
and then looked at the flowers
saying this she closed her eyes
this is how i bid goodbye
dear child you go far away
have some fun and live your days
no matter how bad it looks
this woodland is your only roof
during the day u see the sun
the race for life has just begun
don't be swift n slow in the run
cause what's done can't be undone
at night you see the stars
see the flowers n see the scars
the chirping birds will make you relax
the ducks will help u sleep with quacks
within a moment the baby ran away
that's when the mother passed away
this is how a day ends in the woods
but still they continue their livelihood.
vervian....