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Carousel!

My mind is like a carnival
I'll try to help you understand

The turning, churning carousel
has functional demands

It lifts me up and drops me down
I am at its command

I have no power to make it change
I'm constantly in reprimand

My eyes are never dampened
for tears, I cannot cry

And if I could escape
There's nowhere left to fly

I've ostracized my friends and folks
I'm ever in denial

Reaching for redemption
of which I cannot buy!

And so I wander aimlessly
into the gloomy night

I find myself just wanting more
a single teardrop in my eye!

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This is about being in the throes of mental illness!
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The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

The poem "Carousel!" uses the metaphor of a carnival and carousel to express the speaker's mental state, a technique that is effective in conveying the speaker's feelings of being out of control and trapped. However, the poem could benefit from a more consistent use of this metaphor throughout.

For instance, in the second half of the poem, the speaker introduces new metaphors ("Reaching for redemption", "wander aimlessly", "a single teardrop in my eye") that are not directly related to the carnival theme. This shift can be disorienting for readers, who may find it difficult to connect these new images to the central metaphor of the carousel.

To strengthen the poem's coherence, consider extending the carnival metaphor throughout the entire poem. For example, the "redemption" the speaker cannot buy could be likened to a ticket or prize at the carnival that is always out of reach. Similarly, the speaker's sense of aimless wandering could be described as getting lost in the carnival's maze or crowd.

The poem also uses a consistent rhyme scheme (ABAB), which helps to create a rhythm and flow. However, the rhythm is disrupted in the lines "And if I could escape / There's nowhere left to fly", where the second line has one syllable more than the first. To maintain the rhythm, consider revising these lines to match the syllable count of the other lines.

Lastly, the poem's use of language is generally clear and straightforward, which makes it accessible to a wide range of readers. However, the phrase "My eyes are never dampened / for tears, I cannot cry" could be clarified. It's not clear whether the speaker is physically unable to cry, or if they are emotionally numb and unable to feel sadness. Clarifying this point could help readers better understand the speaker's emotional state.

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Hello, Leslie,
A very defining poem. Much to learn, understand, and feel from this well-written piece.
Thank you,
L
(I believe there is a typo - my eyes are never "dampened."

THANK YOU FOR READING AND COMMENTING YOUR WORDS ARE VERY KIND AND ALSO THANKS FOR THE CORRECTION I'LL FIX IT WHEN I GET TIME.

All of God's children singing, holding hands in the rain!

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in the middle of this poem you claimed (My eyes are never dampened
for tears, I cannot cry )

then in the ending you state:(I find myself just wanting more
a single teardrop in my eye!)

maybe that single tear is the beginning of the flood gates opening? I hope so, for it is a release for all those pent up feelings that grip us in a choke-hold. Good poem which is very relatable!

*hugs, Cat

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All of God's children singing, holding hands in the rain!

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