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Soft Speak; Hard Emotion (Free verse) by Blindpoetry

Weeks pass by Your not here Did the maid go with you? Because he isn't here either I confess My nervousness I expected this to not work out *nervous breathe* Was I right? I give you my hand I want to guide you To happiness I thought thats all you wanted I hesitantly take my hand away It got numb from your coldness You ask if I'm ok, "Why are you like this?" My temper rages; *yells, "You know why!"* I get up, to my feet Shock painted all over your face I whisper, "See you at home... Dear." She leaves with the maid. Do i give you my jacket So you can walk across the muddy water? No. Just ask the maid! He'll clean it up! And I hope you don't mind I fired the maid He didn't do his job He made this life harder! So leave with him I don't care (leave with him) I won't sit and stare (leave with him) I'll just *yells: go outside and save myself*

zodiac 4-Feb-04/6:07 PM
re: "if you haven't PERMANENTLY DAMAGED HIM." The test of your quality as a poet, blindpoetry, is going to be exactly that. Sensitive moaners go in one drawer here and elsewhere; non-sensitive non-moaners go in the other. Oh, and the first drawer is a trash can. Sorry. If you really, really want advice, here's the best I can think of right now: don't give a fuck. Not in a silent-suffering way, but in an I'm an adult now (or will be soon) and it doesn't matter that I got laid by the wrong guy or girl when I was drunk at that party when I was 12 and felt a little bad about it the next morning way. Poetry is so full of those people that it honestly makes me ill. That crap is all bullshit anyway; it's just what people who don't know about poetry think poetry is about in the stock words and phrases that people think poetry is supposed to be written in. You want an idea? Take -=Dark_Angel=-'s advice seriously: write a poem about a Ware-Pig. You think I'm kidding, but I guarantee it won't be a bad poem. And then write about 10,000 more things that haven't been written about before, and then throw all but 2 of those things away and start over again. And by the time you get to that point, you'll be writing great stuff. At least, that's what I hear. And for Chrissake fucking learn the rules of writing English. Anyway, I do feel a little bad about my part in this whole business and hope this begins to make it up to you a little.




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