Impressive work, Treyu. I don't see a lot of poems here that have a dynamic choice of vocabulary, or evoke such great imagery, but yours does. One thing that I didn't understand, was the following stanza - well, the second line of it, at least:
She holds a star in her hand,
Like a mother would cup their child.
Shouldn't it be "her child"? If you use "their", shouldn't "mother" be plural, with the "a" dropped from the line? I don't know for sure...it just sounds weird. I don't have the sharpest grammar skills, so don't hold me to that. Anyway, great job. You have a new fan now, in me!
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