Why Can't She Be Loved?

She is. Very very much

Very very nice. There was a light, grey sadness lingering behind these words, like morning fog beneath the rising sun. I also like the abstract side of this poem, where you weaved nonsensical elements beautifully into the atmosphere and concept of this poem; especially in the first stanza, which was a soft, gorgeous opening.

This poem felt very grey, as I said before. A light, pleasant grey. The words that reinforced that feeling were: dust, wonder, fogs, sleep, dream, raindrops, and clouds. A delightful mix of both concrete and abstract.

The repetition of "Why can't she be loved?" was very well places; it created an echo in the mind of the reader.

The only thing I didn't like was the part about writing herself to sleep on a mirror. It is hard for me to imagine someone actually doing that. Also, the ending was a little weak, because none of the poem mentioned the danger of beauty beforehand.

Otherwise, very beautifully done! Keep writing!

Sorry I sent it before I finished it. anyway, I think its full of emotions and you can feel the pain and lonliness. I really loved the first line. It really grabbed my attention. Well written. Good job.

I really like this poem and I think its really well written.

Ah Cayce i love it! The part that sticks out to me the most is
"Ribbons dance above,
with the clouds..
and the lightning." I think i like it so much because its mixing something that can be as disasteres as lightening with ribbons which makes me think of being young and carefree and happy. So mixing something that could be deadly with something "happy" is showing how the situation brought her a sense of happiness and clearity. (I dont know am i making sense? ha) but anyways i really like it Cayce.