Coming On Strong Poem by Joshua Pickron

Coming On Strong



She comes on strong like a hurricane.
It makes me wonder if I am still sane.
To think that she would even look.
It is as if she reads me like a book.
My heart pounds like a drum.
I know I must look dumb.
But her eyes seem to calm my mind.
Her radiant beauty is enough to blind.
I try to bide my time.
But for now I must end this rhyme.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Neisha Williams 06 February 2006

Although this is not quite a blazon, it is still a pretty good poem, Josh. You get enough of the concept in your poem to show me that you get the point. I find myself looking forward to your poems now-especially after the train. I am anxious and nervous because I don't know what to expect from your poems. However, I am always pleasantly surprised. :)

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