I'm a paradox...
I'm a paradox...
My window is closed
but my soul longs for
me to turn around
and envision being such an
easy person to light
up.

^ You are magical, MaryAnne.

I love how you have little bits and pieces of alliteration throughout the poem, specifically the third stanza. I loved the playful feel it gave when I read it, and also a little more intense feeling. Idk if one can be playful and intense, but I hope you get what I'm saying lol.

My only suggestion here is to take 'by' in second stanza and couple it with one of the lines already written around it. I found it really odd to have placed right there and felt as though I was supposed to pause in an awkward spot, as it's just one short word. It threw me off a bit and I had to start over :(

I think you have some of the most interesting imagery, your railroad clouds had me thinking up seriously cool pictures in my head - it was a beautiful way to picture it!

"I'm too far away from
these skies,
crafting crows by taking
scarves and kissing them
darkly."

This stanza is beautiful yet confusing. I want to know what you wanted it to mean here! lol. I'm trying to come up with my own feel but... just... can't? lol.

Another beauty, as always, MA!

You have one of the most creative imaginations. I read your poems several times before I can come up with something to say. There is so much beneath your words, it's a nice challenge to try to unravel the meaning behind them.

'The sunset has eyes of lynx and courage'
^Lovely. Lynx meaning light or brightness and even the symbolism behind it fits great.

Such a strong ending. It seems as though you feel like you are a closed person maybe this is the reference to the sunset, & perhaps wishing you were able to open up a bit more and become something else. I could be very wrong but I think you're a great person no matter what.

Great poem! Enjoy reading all your pieces.

Another awesome poem from 'miss awesome one'

You always write such thought provoking poems.
They seem so simpleon the outset but reading twice unlocks their magic, you write too easily. 1045 and still going strong.

I bow down to your talent.

nominated.

This author is so talented that she makes my mouth drop! The intensity of this poem is beyond exciting and in my interpretation it made me feel like an evening drive through an open road with a beautiful sunset as a back drop. I really admire the visual display that I got with this poem. Another feeling I got as I read this poem a second time was the sunset drive is a metaphor for the emotions of wanting to be free and yet, not feeling alive. Words such as "windows being closed" but her soul yearns to be a bit more alive than she is. What a beautiful poem this is. Each time I read this I get more out of it than I have the time before. Beautifully crafted and elegant piece!