If I Find Fault Poem by Elena Plotkin

If I Find Fault



If I find fault; it's not my fault,
That I'm not blind.
If I find fault; it's not my fault,
That I'm keen of mind.
If I find fault; it's not my fault,
That my hearing is just fine.
If I find fault; it's not my fault,
That I have a spine.
If I find fault; it's not my fault,
That I can speak my mind.
If I find fault; it's not my fault,
That you don't find me kind.
If I find fault; it's not my fault,
That you want to cry.
If I find fault; it's not my fault,
That you want to... die.
If I find fault; it's not my fault,
Don't ask me why.
If I find fault; it stays my fault,
This I cannot rectify.

(c) 2016 Copyright Elena Plotkin

Monday, June 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: criticism
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 24 November 2016

Your poem shows the power of repetition. The repeated odd numbered lines are like drum beats in music hammering home the main theme, and long before the w-o-r-d-s have convinced of your position, the repetition has. I felt I was reading at the speed of thought, picking up speed as I became convinced your defense of your integrity was justified, in fact it was my defense as well.

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Pamela Sinicrope 27 June 2016

I can not find fault with your logic or repetitive use of a phrase to get across your point Elena. Well said! :)

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