very nice, a loved one never really leaves us for they remain close to our hearts and memories....Bob:)

I love drunken diatribes. ONly reason to go, really. I have to give this a 10, just for "meatballism"

I would cut the "they" from the second line, making the statement imperative. Did i just read "a list of diggables" ? Do my eyes deceive me? I dig it. (sorry)

I get the overwhelmed but not much else. Guesses, but they're pretty random.

I love how this turned out. Physics put to good use :D Made me laugh, esp the end bit. Hurrar. The Sparky

We love large_geese, that is to say, i do and so does me. As long as its not in ham eh eh..........oh. :s

is there anything in particular you're trying to convey with this?

go clock go. :)

an awesome piece as far as learned behavior is concerned, the vicious cycles of life need to be broken by those who are mentally stronger, the story is sad, but well told, don't be a victim by creating victims....God Bless....Bob:)

Bobjim, you rule, keep up the poetic geniusness ness, loch ness monster ness. Wolfey beat government!

Amazing, who'd have thought that such words as body, you and ranking could be placed so spectacularly at the end of lines 1, 2 and 3. Marvelous.

I think you could make this into a better poem by forgetting that someone told you villanelles are cool.

Uni coursework spawned my first creation, please slate it. I love you all, except you, you, you and you:D The Sparky

Extremely campy, an example of the botanical mawkishness with which all mediocre poets are to some degree suffused. Sorry to break it to you but this poem isn't great. Poems about flowers are tired and pallid. I have a feeling you're going to retaliate with "well I write about what I want to write about...etc. etc." Fine, but understand that I've read third-rate poems like this by the dozen. I'm not trying to be a curmudgeon, just honest. My sympathy begets you a 6

That was a very good villanelle, and it followed the rules very closely. My only comment/criticism is that most villanelles are supposed to incorporate a shift in meaning or tone from the beginning to the end. The shift usually begins in the fourth stanza. I wasn't really able to detect the abovementioned shift, but it really isn't that big of a deal at all.

I dont know if you understand what a prose poem is, but this poem is not in prose. The insipid religiousness is not at all to my taste, but I wont bother commenting on it. The "heart/apart" rhyme is simply clumsy. It is things like that free-verse proponents point to and laugh at when they have their derisory little diatribes on rhyme. The last line or two are okay I guess. The above/love rhyme is terrible. As far as I know English is cursed with quite a paucity of perfect rhymes for love: above, of, "dove" if you feel like raiding the dovecots of the muse and "shove" or "glove" if the thought can be made to absorb either, and Russian names like "Lermontov" and "Nochnikov." Anyway, it's generally a good idea not to have to rhyme on love. Okay I'm done.

Points for trying. Though you might want to look up the meaning of "iambic pentameter." You seem to have forgotten the Iambic part.

This poem is so amazing, and very realistic. I lvoe you comment at the bottom how any male who abuses a child or women does not deserve the title of a man. I love it.

Just wanted to see what kind of stuff you write, considering you blasted mine, however in all fairness I found this to be an awesome piece and have never seen a tear expressed this way before, good job....Bob:)

This is pretty good. I hope the last line is not about suicide, because if it is, then I take it back. The first verse is good. The last line of the second verse seems not to follow the theme. "and regret"??? "You can't see me so you forget." - why?