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This poem was written for part of the wedding project for my R.E assessment and I thought I'd share it.
It has no recurring syllable pattern (though it does flow nicely) and no rhyme. Its really just something short that leaves you thinking.
I also have a picture version too https://pxly.org/il
The poem seemed to go down well when I performed and by my R.e teachers response it seems that I've got a very good grade. I've posted it to get some feedback so I can learn a bit as I'm doing poetry anthology in English.
It has no recurring syllable pattern (though it does flow nicely) and no rhyme. Its really just something short that leaves you thinking.
As she looked down upon the shaking box that he holds with his shaking fingers.
He trembles his chorus in that nervy tone.
Here today he tunes her heart strings with his loving fingers.
Her yes is a melody to his open ears.
They painted their love in the open air with cupids brush.
Both in knowledge that when paint dries it stays forever.
They agreed their love and her voice was his…
And always would be.
He trembles his chorus in that nervy tone.
Here today he tunes her heart strings with his loving fingers.
Her yes is a melody to his open ears.
They painted their love in the open air with cupids brush.
Both in knowledge that when paint dries it stays forever.
They agreed their love and her voice was his…
And always would be.
I also have a picture version too https://pxly.org/il
The poem seemed to go down well when I performed and by my R.e teachers response it seems that I've got a very good grade. I've posted it to get some feedback so I can learn a bit as I'm doing poetry anthology in English.