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You are my red rose

E E Cummings has a writing style, which is unique. There is no other poet, that has the same writing style as him. He has many characteristics in his poetry, which has been explained in the previous page. After studying the characteristics, which are in his poetry, I have written a poem, which emulates the style of E E Cummings. This poem includes refrences to spring which E E Cummings  often uses  in his poems to describe love, since romance is one of his main themes in poetry. Similarities regarding the use of grammar and punction are also used, such as, no capital letters and mainly simple and short sentences. Furthermore, literary devices are also used such as change in syntax which is often observed in EE cummings' work and a made up word "Fibright", like Cummings, this was done to emphasize the characteristics between words, in this case the words fire and bright. All these characteristics and more have been taken into account for this poem to imitate the style of E E Cummings.

You are  my red rose

 

i hold this red rose tightly in my hand

gazing at its beauty

it reminds me of your delicacy

 

my love for you is like a rose

as soft and as fibright

but still so fragile as the touch of your body

yet so innocent

 

the red rose petals remind me of you

i could hug you safe and tight forever

thinking about those precious moments shared

i see your beauty flying high in the bright blue sky

with the wind following the curves and perfections

pleasing my eyes instantly

just the way i like to see you; so beautiful

 

the feeling that you give me

gives me goose bumps

making the world go instantly by

colours come and go but you shall always stay

being the day or the night

being the white snow or rays of sunshine

you are the red rose for me

 

much like the season of spring -

slowly fades away

but comes back in a year.

i shall carry this rose

 until my love reaches your heart.

you are my darling you are my world

 

you are my red rose

“So far as I am concerned, poetry and every other art was, is, and forever will be strictly and distinctly a question of individuality.”

—E.E. Cummings


 

“Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you're a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you're nobody-but-yourself.”

― E.E. Cummings

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