Gee - I thought I had an item of Lorien's, and didn't know it wasn't hers until I started this review.
Oh well, I read it and I'll rate it gladly! 
This rhythm is delicious. I run into soooooo many negative attitudes about meter, rhythm and cadence that appear in so many young people's work. 
So I hungrily consumed this delight, complete with the humorous slant. I sense a limerical quality to it and the cadence delivery is light. Gosh, I even review in rhyme! Did you catch the preceding sentence 
I'd like to offer my own suggestions from my own artistic POV and do so within the objective of Writing.Com. 
Allow me to play with your piece. I like to do meter analysis just for skips and giggles.
Yours is as follows:
Stanza 1 - 7-7-7-6-7-7-8-8
Stanza 2 - 8-5-8-6-7-6-9-6
Stanza 3 - 6-7-7-6-8-5-10-5
Stanza 4 - 7-5-6-8-5-7-9-6
Stanza 5 - 6-5-8-6-7-8-11-8
As you can see the meter could be tightened up so the rhythm is even smoother. It ranges here from 5-11. The following is still your words just slightly re-arranged and a couple of inserts in this "my playpoem".
I stepped out on the landing
of that large demanding chat
And found that I was standing
Upon next door neighbor's cat.
Sense perception heard it shriek
Induction was also there,
Seemed to happen every week,
My emotions didn't care.
This start was so strong in 7's, I couldn't resist. 5 of 8 were seven.
Ethically: moved my foot
from the luckless feline's head,
I could've left it angry
But, I petted it instead.
A moral relativist
quickly bit me on the hand.
Suppose it was justified,
but still I am not a fan.
The sense of humor is evident here and I "was a fan".
I left the feline forlorn
and continued with my day,
I trudged to the museum
where all children like to play.
A certain, small, mixed-up girl
asked me simply, "what is art?"
With absolute certainty,
I said . . ."that which moves the heart."
This is, at THIS point, my favorite stanza. Very nicely done.
"The heart is but an organ
used to pump the life-force blood,
commonly so misconceived
to be; Origin of Love.
Since it cannot be just 'moved'
as you're trying to assert;
It's inept of jealousy,
Conceit, happiness, or hurt."
I fell backward in defense,
So shocked by her quick retort.
Language quite offended me!
I just answered her in short:
"The mind is trapped by fences;
makes its own reality,
relying on consensus;
You, on some authority."
It's all Seven now and you can tweak and niggle it to 7-8-7-8, or 8-7-8-7, Or 7-6-7-6 or 6-7-6-7. Combinations are exhausting. 
I've enjoyed reviewing this piece and have sent this review to you privately.
Look in the near future for a Black Case Only Contest. You might enjoy it.
Regards,
Storm |
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