Th Poetry professor asked us to write an IMAGE that starts with "Looking to the sky" I didn't actually write a sort of an image but ... I really need you guys to criticize my poem...
Tight
Watching stars through a telescope
with my love,
To be inspired, go on and cope, by the silver stars above
We never wanted to lose hope
My love is what I want to be thinking of
She looked at me,
stare is more like it
feelings aroused inside me
as much as I like it.
Stars reflected in her eye
telling me, "Lovers do meet in the sky."
Traveling, we decided, direction is up
on the next flight
we turned out to be dreaming, and I woke up
to find me holding my love very tight.
Watching stars through a telescope
with my love,
To be inspired, go on and cope, by the silver stars above
We never wanted to lose hope
My love is what I want to be thinking of
She looked at me,
stare is more like it
feelings aroused inside me
as much as I like it.
Stars reflected in her eye
telling me, "Lovers do meet in the sky."
Traveling, we decided, direction is up
on the next flight
we turned out to be dreaming, and I woke up
to find me holding my love very tight.
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