User:Lynn McCarthy/sandbox

'''I was a born Poet. I won my first poetry contest in 6th grade in Home Economics. I won an apron. I have written many poems to describe every event in my life. I finally had a poem published on the twenty second day of July in the year of our Lord two thousand nine. It's in the book,"Verses and Visions", On the Horizon. The poem is called "Growing Old"! EDITORS CRITIQUE: The use of Rhyme in your poems rings of tradition, yet is controlled in such a way that it reflects your own unique style. Without breaking from the past, you remain true to our modern context, adapting and older convention to a newer usage. Two impressive qualities of your rhyming verse are that you kept a natural syntax and avoided forced Rhyme. Well Done! I think the works of John Keats and Thomas Hardy would interest you. The Ungrateful Garden by Carolyn Kizer would also be a helpful guide. Eber and Wein Publishing.

I have enough poems to have my own book published and I will persue that.

GROWING OLD

As I watch my youth slipping away I can hardly feel the warmth of the suns ray

When the birds sing I can hardly hear it                Somewhere along the line I lost my spirit

I can almost smell the stench of rotting skin The veil between life and death is so thin

The darkness looms like a thunder cloud The screaming in my mind is unbearably loud

The wheels in my mind spin endlessly Never stopping, sailing out to sea

I'm drowning in the unknown of whats up ahead I can't see there could be anything else but dread

If only I could go back to that youthful place That my soul won't allow my mind to erase

Lynn McCarthy Lake City,Fla'''