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Deep bronze flavour
Taking third place among five caramel competitors
Daddy is soft as milk, Mommy sweet as caramel
Our existence, we was questioned,
If the same blood flows in my veins
Or the same blood flows in vain
We're denied bright colours - we don't blend,
my heart bled.
Science said yes, community said no.
So we spent days surviving the hate,
opportunities infront of lenses denied.
If I straighthen my crown, frowns will vanish
If I paint my face,fate can change
I said Lipstick is enough,
So they laughed but I saw them
Yearning to keep curly, but afraid of the world,
So their fear gave them a reason to pick up on me.
ever tasted how rich and marginalized we are?
Ever seen how we are celebrated, yet erased?
We are a map of history,
often reduced to meet stereotypes.
Everyone wants caramel, and if not, plan is made
But you and I, we're still here, proud.
Here we are unprovoked
About This Poem
Last Few Words: Struggling of have a British dad and light skin mom with light skin siblings
Style/Type: Structured: Eastern
Review Request Direction:
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
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neopoet
5 months ago
Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
This poem explores themes of colorism, identity, and societal exclusion, using the metaphor of caramel and references to familial relationships to highlight the nuances of lived experience. The opening lines establish a competitive hierarchy among "caramel competitors," which sets the stage for a meditation on internal and external perceptions of value and belonging.
The poem’s use of familial figures ("Daddy is soft as milk, Mommy sweet as caramel") introduces a spectrum of skin tones and associated traits, though the metaphor could be clarified for greater impact. The phrase “our existence, we was questioned,” contains a grammatical inconsistency that may be intentional to reflect voice, but it risks distracting from the poem’s message.
The lines “If the same blood flows in my veins / Or the same blood flows in vain” employ wordplay to question kinship and legitimacy, but the second line’s meaning could be sharpened for clarity. The poem’s central conflict—validation by science versus rejection by community—effectively captures the tension between objective truth and social prejudice.
Imagery around crowns, lipstick, and curly hair invokes symbols of self-acceptance and resistance, but some lines (“If I paint my face, fate can change”) risk oversimplifying the complex dynamics of assimilation and agency. The poem’s rhetorical questions (“ever tasted how rich and marginalized we are?”) are provocative, though the shift from metaphor to direct address is abrupt and could benefit from smoother transitions.
The closing lines assert pride and resilience, but the phrase “Here we are unprovoked” is ambiguous and could be clarified to reinforce the poem’s conclusion. Throughout, the poem oscillates between metaphorical and literal language, and tightening the structure and clarifying some imagery would strengthen its impact.
Overall, the poem’s exploration of identity and societal perception is compelling, but attention to clarity, consistency in metaphor, and grammatical precision would enhance its effectiveness.
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L o v e w o r n
5 months ago
💖 Comment on "Deep Bronze Flavor"
This is an absolutely stunning and resonant poem that uses the sweet, complex imagery of "caramel" to explore the painful realities of identity, marginalization, and resilience. The opening lines immediately draw us in with the tender, yet deceptively simple, parental description ("Daddy is soft as milk, Mommy sweet as caramel"), which is then sharply contrasted by the brutal question of existence and belonging: "Our existence, we was questioned."
The poem expertly navigates the conflict between external validation and internal truth. The line "Science said yes, community said no" is a heartbreaking encapsulation of being denied a rightful place, highlighting the agony of being told "we don't blend." The central tension—the desire to straighten one's crown or paint one's face to conform versus the defiant choice of "Lipstick is enough"—speaks volumes about embracing self-worth despite external pressures. Your observation of others "Yearning to keep curly, but afraid of the world" is a truly insightful moment of empathy amidst the pain.
Ultimately, the poem shifts from pain to a triumphant declaration of survival. The closing assertion, "But you and I, we're still here, proud. / Here we are unprovoked," transforms the very essence of that "Deep Bronze Flavor" into something defiant: it is the rich, enduring taste of history, resilience, and unapologetic self-hood. Thank you for sharing this profound and beautifully crafted commentary on what it means to be seen, yet erased.
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Thank you for the outstanding share,
Mark
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