The Slam: Slammables

freckles

by thebrightestgreen, Hawaii

scattered, like cinnamon maple

leaves on All Souls' Day

across my cheeks, my nose

angel kisses you say

Slammings

This may be biased, because I too have freckles and this makes me swell inside with that, "Yeah, I understand exactly what you mean" feeling... but I really love this piece! It is short and sweet and a pleasure to read. Every time I come to this site, which is quite often, I'll admit, I read your poem a couple of times. I would have commented sooner, except I didn't think I had much to say beside, "Hey, this is great and I can relate." Then I remembered how good even seemingly generic feedback can feel. I hope you submit more poems to The Slam so I can read some in the future.

critiqued by wordgirl89, Saginaw, MI
Feb 6, 2010

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

 

Wow, thanks a ton. I always see so many metaphorical poems around that I just wanted to write about something simple. My friend hates her freckles, but I've gotten used to mine and learned to love them. Angel kisses. Thanks so much for the feedback -- I really appreciate it.

critiqued by thebrightestgreen, Hawaii
Feb 16, 2010

I really like the rhyme, but your rhythm was off, 7-5-6-6?  It was very short, but I don't mind that.

critiqued by Aaron Lawrence, St. Louis, MO
Feb 23, 2010

I really loved your poem. It was simple and short but filled with grace. Lots of people detest their freckles, while I adore mine, and it really shows how a simple thing can be beautiful. Great job!

critiqued by I Am Your Conscience, California
Mar 31, 2010