Awesome. Stanzas 2, 3 and 4 rocked my world, as did the final two lines. It's been too long since I last read your stuff.

awkward piece, i dont think it comes together yet, but then again it is not complete; 6 for now, but im looking forward to more.

Invest in education. It makes relationships so much less blurry.

Stop writing about what you don't know. Or do. I don't care.

You're doing it again and you know it. And you know I know it. There is nothing eternal about 183. Nor is there any point thinking so. In short, you fail in the most eternal possible respect.

You don't seem to have ever read actual poetry.

i agree completely with Ranger.

Brief, simple and fairly effective. The title was the best part though.

Could do without so many uses of "my."

With the exception of 'unmatched and unmatchable' this made me think of The Island. Which, although I was sceptical, wasn't a terrible film. 'Called, with affection, odd' Marvellous. 9

much better when you know what the theme is.

Not a limerick or funny. Please stop reposting this.

Vivid! Very few poems actually take me to the scene; this one is an exception. Once again I think your word choice is impeccable...no fault with this one whatsoever. Stanza 3 was great and stanza 4 was even better!

I don't get the first verse. The second verse picks up some catchy phrases and rhythm. Only the last two lines geve some clue on what you might be saying.

Pretty cool, the title makes it sound as though she's from halfway across the world. Do you know her in reality, or just over the net?

I think it would be stronger using "I" instead of "we." Some people do write of what they don't know. To say that you do not, is really the only thing you can say.

Awesome concept - and realised muchos smoothly! More than 8

Well done with a difficult form. It's not entirely fair to point out story glitches in a vil, but indulge me. The girl begins crying, destraught. Then, in verse 3, she is merry. From there on, it flows well.

I like it alot and the cliches dont bother me. This is probably because i can relate personally to the poem. good work.

I don't know what the square root of infinity is, My guess is 183. There, I just wrote about something I don't know. See we do write about what we don't know. So now you know and knowing is half the battle, YOOOOO Joe!