Gloom Soon Passes
trochaic meter in 7/8/7/8122 total reviews
Comment from Pearl Edwards
Love bubble blowing with the children, it's such a bubbly, fun thing to do and you've described it beautifully in this. Particularly like the blades of grass as they slash the bubbles with assassins' swords.
Good luck in the contest, I enjoyed the read.
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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Love bubble blowing with the children, it's such a bubbly, fun thing to do and you've described it beautifully in this. Particularly like the blades of grass as they slash the bubbles with assassins' swords.
Good luck in the contest, I enjoyed the read.
Comment Written 28-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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Pearl, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Shirley E Kennedy
I thoroughly enjoyed the meter and mood of this fun poem
If only all the gloom in life could be dispensed with this easily.
A delightful and astute subject choice and very worthy contest entry.
:) Shirley
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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I thoroughly enjoyed the meter and mood of this fun poem
If only all the gloom in life could be dispensed with this easily.
A delightful and astute subject choice and very worthy contest entry.
:) Shirley
Comment Written 28-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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Thank you so much, seken. Brooke :-)
Comment from Gladness
Bubbles make me think of carefree childhood days. Nothing lasts though, does it? Bubbles pop, children grow up, and dandelions change and blow away to make new dandelions. That's what I get from this poem.
Thank you: )
Anita
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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Bubbles make me think of carefree childhood days. Nothing lasts though, does it? Bubbles pop, children grow up, and dandelions change and blow away to make new dandelions. That's what I get from this poem.
Thank you: )
Anita
Comment Written 28-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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Thank you so much, Anita :-) Brooke
Comment from DALLAS01
Everything comes full cycle. I like the transitional stanza:
Dandelion seeds of silk,
hitch a ride on breezes blowing.
Meadows once as white as milk
then will thrive with gold aglowing.
And the challenge in the last stanza to take some kind of action.
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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Everything comes full cycle. I like the transitional stanza:
Dandelion seeds of silk,
hitch a ride on breezes blowing.
Meadows once as white as milk
then will thrive with gold aglowing.
And the challenge in the last stanza to take some kind of action.
Comment Written 27-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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thank you so much, Dallas :-) Brooke
Comment from w.j.debi
You demonstrate your mastery of meter once again by showing how well you write in trochaic meter. Iambic or trochaic, you make it seems effortless. Makes me want to give it a whirl, although I am sure it is harder than it looks.
This is an endearing poem with all the magic that dandelions can bring. Your solid end rhyming and expert use of enjambment make for a smooth read.
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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You demonstrate your mastery of meter once again by showing how well you write in trochaic meter. Iambic or trochaic, you make it seems effortless. Makes me want to give it a whirl, although I am sure it is harder than it looks.
This is an endearing poem with all the magic that dandelions can bring. Your solid end rhyming and expert use of enjambment make for a smooth read.
Comment Written 27-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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Thank you, Debi, for your thoughtful review :-) Brooke
Comment from Jay Squires
Another memorable poem from my friend Brooke. As long as those bubbles keep being blown and there is one to replace their bursting counterpart, there will be rainbows captured for yet another few seconds.
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Another memorable poem from my friend Brooke. As long as those bubbles keep being blown and there is one to replace their bursting counterpart, there will be rainbows captured for yet another few seconds.
Comment Written 27-Sep-2014
Comment from skye
Dandelions captured in the time of death, painting a picture of loss and sadness, then joy, as we picture the seeds regenerating life in the spring.
Excellent. Of course we share a love of these wonderful yellow flowers!
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2014
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Dandelions captured in the time of death, painting a picture of loss and sadness, then joy, as we picture the seeds regenerating life in the spring.
Excellent. Of course we share a love of these wonderful yellow flowers!
Comment Written 27-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2014
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Skye, thanks for your thoughtful review :-) Brooke
Comment from JudyS
Brooke, This is a very lovely poem and I enjoyed the read. And as always the picture of Sawyer is so refreshing. He looks like he's having a ball. Best of luck in the contest. Judy
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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Brooke, This is a very lovely poem and I enjoyed the read. And as always the picture of Sawyer is so refreshing. He looks like he's having a ball. Best of luck in the contest. Judy
Comment Written 27-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 28-Sep-2014
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Judy, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Shirley B
Dear Brooke, I feel like you wrote this excellent poem just for me this week. Gloom does indeed pass. This has been a very hard week. I have lost an aunt. My father fell and hurt himself and I went and stayed with my sister for about 5 days. We found out yesterday she will have to see a neurosurgeon for lumbar and nerve damage. Thank you for this uplifting poem. I needed it, Shirley
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2014
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Dear Brooke, I feel like you wrote this excellent poem just for me this week. Gloom does indeed pass. This has been a very hard week. I have lost an aunt. My father fell and hurt himself and I went and stayed with my sister for about 5 days. We found out yesterday she will have to see a neurosurgeon for lumbar and nerve damage. Thank you for this uplifting poem. I needed it, Shirley
Comment Written 27-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2014
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Shirley, thank you for your generous six stars and for sharing that with me. I never feel better about my writing than when someone shares with me that my writing connected with them in a meaningful way at a time they needed to hear what I had to say. This means a lot to me. I will be keeping your family in my thoughts and prayers. Brooke :-)
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Thank you Brooke, Shirley
Comment from sibhus
I can see the little dandelion parachutes drift so delicately on the wind as I read the words of your poem. And what wonderful words they are in depiction of children at play on a warm sunny day. This is some really good stuff there, Brooke. Good luck with the contest.
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2014
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I can see the little dandelion parachutes drift so delicately on the wind as I read the words of your poem. And what wonderful words they are in depiction of children at play on a warm sunny day. This is some really good stuff there, Brooke. Good luck with the contest.
Comment Written 27-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 27-Sep-2014
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Thank you, sibhus, for your thoughtful review and kind contest wishes :-) Brooke
