Okay, so under the line, is the poem. It's called "Silent Stood" and it's kinda about this old sprite making some clothes, or light or God... i'm not totally sure yet. but please R&R it and tell me what you think it means! Thanks!

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Silent stood the quiet light

Old hands twisted it around

Louder and louder in the night

While the moon shone.

 

Silent stood the whispering light

It was one form but separate

It changed, obscured from sight.

The hands moved quicker.

 

Silent stood the singing light

The bony fingers pushed the creation around

And marvelled with such delight

Of its work, the light began to move.

 

Silent stood the dancing light

Moving as one, the colours adorned

The shape of the frail and slight

Maker, softly flowing.

 

Silent stood the laughing light

What was the light being?

Why did it change, why so bright,

And strange to the eyes?

 

Silent stood the crying light

It tore, the maker stood there,

Tears flowing down her sprite

Face. Such a waste.

 

Silent stood the quiet sprite

Old hands twisted it around

Quieter and quieter in “The Light”

God looked down.

 

okay, so this is my first poem up here... hope you guys like it! um, if you want more right away, i have a few up at my fiction press thing (www.fictionpress.com/~dancingtears) and it's pretty good i think... :)

Wow- that's so cool! you're really good at poetry! keep it up! :)

oh yea, u said constructive critism, um.... well i don't really know. im not exactly the poetry princess. this is my english poem, up to date:
"Cosy, comforting, and so snug
"I leave you in the morning,
"No faster than a slug,
"______[this line not done yet]____
"You've always been there when I was sad
"You've always been there when I was tired
As you can tell, you don't want to be taking advice from me. lol