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Dischord by Corey LockabyI found a rhythm that works
death despair it's all off-key
you color things so I can see
instead of hear
drinking colors
thoughts, sounds,
it's all confusion, you agreed
you add to my dischordant
but,
harmonic melody 07/10/2005 Author's Note: Not sure about how this one came out. I think I'd like to change the ending slightly.
Posted on 07/11/2005 Copyright © 2025 Corey Lockaby
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| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 08/06/05 at 07:29 PM Corey, this poem is better than you think. Here's what I see. S1 - you have something that fits, but someone else shows you how to experience more. Punctuation after "works" - , ; : or double dash - might clarify the word "death" or should it be "death's"? S2 - New sensory experiences - yes, confusion, because you've never had them before. Still, it's wonderful. S3 - the other person increases your rhythm, which isn't so discordant any more - now there's something sweet in it - the melody. The transition you write about can be symbolic of the teen years. I'm not sure if this is your intent here, but my teen years were like this.
~Chelle~ |
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