there is a fine line between love and hate...hmmm...life is a prism of color...ironically the edges of a prism are all blue...this is what I saw in your Cinquain...good job... Bethy :)

I love this...so imaginative and creative...I think I peeeeeed myself... Bethy :)

Are you accepting any patients...sometimes I just need to spit it all out there...lol...boy do I need to get away...I got the single Mom syndrome blues...hmmm sounds like another poem for me...lol Excellent!! Bethy

not many poems make me read it like going to a movie...yours did...great movie... :)

I think limerick,s are funny and yours are fun...wtg :)

YES!!!

Oh yes, a new creation after so much time!

cool... just spit those words out and smash them against a rock and see what ya get .. cute very cute Penny

I like the general concept.. maybe just look it over again and see if you can wrap it up and put some finishing touches on this master piece.... peace Penny

The only thing I have to offer for a comment is...I have chocolate..and am willing to share... :)

This is good...hmmmm sadness,hurt,pain,lost love...yup...all the right ingredients to make me feel this poem... :)

I really like this a lot! Your style and wording are great! Keep it up!

You joyfully got my attention with your obvious dislike of my poetry. Tell me, was it completely necessary to give all my poems zeros? It seems to me you might have been impressed. Nice try on this poem rockmage but I think you need to get laid buddy.

good one :)

very deep... Life is not too short...its the longest thing we have to do... Good poem

WOW!!! excellent ! Now you got me thinking... Ok...there is no beginning and there is no end :)

wow... ain't life full of saddness and then we hear their cries... that was awsome! loved it Penny

I like it - the subject matter hits home. Honest and sad without being weepy. I stumbled over one line: "If you only knew what my eyes think"... The rest was concrete, but that was kind of abstract. Thanks for sharing

Is this a dream-state, a lonesome trick of the mind, sounds like the separation of two loves searching for a reason to be togeather... good poem...Bethy :)

sand is hard to walk in sometimes eh...but we all do it... Bethy :)