Written for my British Literature class using 8-7-8-7. The requested topic was to write about a dream or something you love. As per usual, my love for 'home' came to mind.
When first my eyes set upon the rolling greens of the Isle, and all its culture was revealed; my heart had been beguiled.
Tender sweetness calling my name as it sang to me from skies, my affair with this other world soon became my very guise.
Years rolled by and yet I'm loyal for my future calls to me; a life upon the emerald glass. I belong across the sea.
Copyright Brittany Renée 2004 All rights reserved.
Yeah, I have had a desire to go to Ireland where comes my family's namesake and several of my ancestors on both sides. Wish I could speak with conviction as Katy has. At any rate, the only line that sticks out to me is the first as it ended in "the." I know at this point months later my review is way past due but to me, for the style of poem this is, ending in the detracts from it. Otherwise, I see well written piece with a wonderful ending. J.
OH, I love this soooooo! I have a lifelong passion for Ireland... was there in 2002. How absolutely lovely... I nearly broke my fingers clicking to get here.. LOL. I love this. katy xox.
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~Michelle~
Lovely poem. You write great "home assignments". Why don't you give a harsh review on my poem on Irish -- 'I rish Irish'.
Thanks.
SG
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Take care.
Much Love,
Jill