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![]() | The game of love ![]() A poem about learning the harsh reality that to some people love is just a game. ![]() |
I don't review a lot of poetry; it has to speak to me on a personal level before I will. Therefore, you can probably tell that this does just that. There is little imagery; it is straight-forward and just relates how you feel. Sometimes that is the best way to approach topics like this. It is as a poetic form that this made me struggle a little. I read poems out loud to get a feel for them and this did not work for me in that regard. You held a consistent rhyme scheme of AA-BB CC-DD until the last stanza when it became ABAB. This is also where the story of the poem became murky. Whose desire? Yours for someone else? The person for some else? I was lost a little. The next is speaking it. Rhyming poetry tends to need a good rhythm in order for the rhymes to work. The syllable count here was very inconsistent: 14-12-8-10 11-12-7-12 8-8-11-13 5-6-5-7. This made for an awkward speaking pattern. Of course, this is just my opinion. The sentiment is one I can relate to all too well; I think there is just something lacking in poetic presentation. Good luck going forward. ![]() ![]()
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