Love this. My -Bookends- may interest you.

This is either a brilliant piece of sarcasm or a chocolate covered turd.

last line typo.

I saw the broken bottles and mirror as stars. So I went down the romance path and then the skull stopped my treading.

How were the bottles busted on a blanket? Not that it matters, I'm just curious.

You teased me with a promise of rhyme and left no reason. The artist seems to be mechanical. I do like where your going with it. It just sounds like a piece of a larger poem.

i like it..ya..but u cud cut down on the colors..u ve mentioned..neways...overall..does well 4 a 6

nice poem

If this is about the death of a newborn then please change line 3. If not then tell me to go F@&* myself.

Unforunately, we've already been here. Save your breath for your writing.

By Grapthars' Hammer.....I don't know.

You mean "evil that lurks (in) this place"? Unpeacefulness? I'm all in for inventing words but this is too direct a poem for taking such liberties. I like the no BS approach though.

That was really fun. A completely new format. quite refreshing. The alliterations make everything flow so the reader can just glide along this witty little ride you've constructed.

<< The love that is true, priceless and pure >> Now this is a nice subject for a poem. Why didn't you?

Good last stanza

'fuffy white' 'cold and frosty night' 'snowflakes' 'white layer' 'soft flakes' 'freshly fallen snow' 'frozen sky' Now let me guess...it's about WINTERTIME and SNOW? Yes, isn't it outragous that good poetry is so rare. Thank god for geniusses like lil_evil and hawaii_luver.

Oddly, there is in fact a boy at the special education center where I work who calls me "Mom". -10-

I used "schizophrenic" because people look like there talking to themselves and when one rings like 5 different people try to answer thier phones.

bleed their wrists seems cliche. the rest is true.

Heather, the best advice i can give you at this point is: you live in a capital state for music. Absorb as much as you can, and, Pick up a copy of -Poetry for Dummies- (I'm not kidding, I have a copy myself), Realize that good poetry takes time and a lot of it. And finally, Write until you buttocks shrink to the size of your heels. Good luck.