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Hi poets! I have a poem and would like to know your thoughts on it. I’m very new to poetry. I’d like to show this to a mentor of mine who sparked the idea.
The Scar
A lush forest is blemished by this coulee
A imprudent child is at the bottom of it
That child cowering in the coulee
Too petrified to call for aid
Like a worried mother, You came
You knew the dangers, yet You still came
Scarred hands pulled that frightened child close
Those same hands carried that child out
And those hands took the pain, the death, and the sinPlease help! I don’t think this is very poem sounding so any advice would be lovely!










