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cat on nice day by New Life Drug 2 Aug 2004, 11:07 PM
i know this sounds dumb, but i like how you said it, i just don't like the subject, i wish there was a subjective vote and an objective vote...
cat replying on I Love You Mildred Rogers No Matter What by cat 2 Aug 2004, 9:52 PM
What do you think I'm trying to say? Honest question, not me being a smartass.
electroman1979 on Innocence by QuirkyWonder 2 Aug 2004, 9:25 PM
great poem, i like this more than ur others, seems to be of a better mood, -9-
eyrbare on Innocence by QuirkyWonder 2 Aug 2004, 8:56 PM
Lovely! Great visual poem! Way to paint a picture with words! =-)
eyrbare on Harvester of Sorrow by frdup717 2 Aug 2004, 8:53 PM
Nice rhythm. If I may ask, is there a reason "lie" is not capitalized? Typo? Just curious. =-) 
frdup717 replying on Harvester of Sorrow by frdup717 2 Aug 2004, 8:25 PM
gluttony and greed tried em' both didnt sound right
patty t on Harvester of Sorrow by frdup717 2 Aug 2004, 8:17 PM
you sir, are the devil. what about gluttony? swift and brutal -- like the horsemen - 8 -
patty t on Harvester of Sorrow by frdup717 2 Aug 2004, 8:16 PM
truly, you are the devil. what about gluttony? brutal and swift -- like the Horsemen. like it
Could be said more effectively in half the words.
I was expecting some dribble here about love and falling and you know that annoying crap, but wow, not even...
cat on A FIRST POEM FOR MY GRANDCHILd by massangel62 2 Aug 2004, 7:00 PM
Very sweet, nice for family, but it's slightly cheesy and obvious, but poems are for lots of things and I think it does well what it's suppose to be doing, but as a poem, well...
unknown^user on May Monday Explanation by MacFrantic 2 Aug 2004, 4:49 PM
Love it! Especially the use of sequential numbers as an introduction. Concise, abrupt and blount, but I still have that clear image of a tired commuter waiting for a train. What is the commute good for if not to let us dwell on our own depression? Only small critique is that "But in of itself" is a little confusing. Still though, great.
The poem makes you (the writer) come off as arrogant. I like the image of the tiny ray keeping away the darkness, but "Led me find myself" doesn't really work grammatically and sounds awkward when spoken. You may want to either change it to "Led me to find myself" or "Let me find myself." It just depends on what you want to project.
beck2457 replying on I miss you still by beck2457 2 Aug 2004, 3:58 PM
Interesting critique Dovina. I have only written two poems . I wrote this not as a poem persay but to my x obviously. Thank you for reading it and taking the time to comment.I am a visual artist and welcome critique.
Dovina on May Monday Explanation by MacFrantic 2 Aug 2004, 1:50 PM
The first 5 lines are good. Could end it right there.
Dovina on I miss you still by beck2457 2 Aug 2004, 12:46 PM
I-miss-you poems are very common. They can be good if free from the usual cliches and having something more than the usual that this has.
MR Blobby replying on THE BLOBBY QUIZ?? by MR Blobby 2 Aug 2004, 12:39 PM
I think you love Blobby! Yes more and more!! 8/10 is blobby?
MR Blobby replying on THE BLOBBY QUIZ?? by MR Blobby 2 Aug 2004, 12:36 PM
Many blobby blobbs!
Dovina replying on Consolation by Dovina 2 Aug 2004, 12:28 PM
Ambiguous poems are facinating because they often bring back responses I never thought of, sometimes better than I thought of. I never saw him as already dead, or of digging him up, though now these are possibilities. And the metaphor of a failed relationship is another possibility heretofor unthought of. Thanks.
unknown^user on Mushroom Potion #9 by <{Baba^Yaga}> 2 Aug 2004, 12:25 PM
One of the better synopses of a mushroom trip that I've seen. Agreed about the last stanza though. Maybe a little too conversational to blend with the rest of the work. You do have some good imagery there, and it would be a shame to waste it, so maybe just try and incorporate it with the rhythm of previous stanzas.