Dancing with Myles
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Dancing with Myles
Is something I don't like to do
But against my will
I am forced.
He comes to me
And without my consent and opinion
He pulls me to himself
And to the rhythm of weird tunes he makes me dance.
He makes me his partner
And into the night
I dance with him
My feet hurt and my arms are sore
Yet I must Dance with Myles.
He retires when he feels like
Not like any gentleman
He drops me with a thud on the floor
And he walks away
Only to come back another time
To torment me with his dance.
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I loved the rhythm of this poem, especially the last stanza. The last stanza speaks a lot. Great expression that he drops you, walks away and comes back to torment you.
However, the second stanza doesn't fit so well with me, its rhythm isn't as flowing as the rest. Overall, it is a great poem anyway :)
Thanks...I'll make sure to work on upcoming poems better...