hand
the spirits of a dusty room
the echoes of lingering doom
an anguished whisper from the past
a hand to make amends
the hand remains, tentative, warm;
a subtle flame without true form
but though my flame needs fuel for life,
i extinguish again
Posted May 21, 2022, 3:57 PM UTC
Your poem drew me in right away. I read it a few more times and found more to like on each pass.
I love the way this change from 8 syllables to 6 syllables lands. The words you chose flow beautifully into one another. These two lines are my favorite in the poem.
The final line in stanza 2 felt pretty abrupt the first time I read it, but once I processed the poem I realized that it's quite fitting for the emotions you are conveying. It pulled me out of the warmth conjured by the preceding three lines. It's an impacting ending.
Although I like the line on its own, my brain wants the second line in stanza 1 to include an "a" before "lingering" to line up with the first line, but I think that's just my personal tendency toward uniformity. Besides, it would break the 8-8-8-6 structure anyway.
Overall, I thoroughly enjoy the structure, word choice, and emotional impact of your poem. Thank you for sharing it. :)
Thank you so much for reading it and taking the time to analyze it! I'm glad you enjoyed it. c: