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on Waiting to be Consumed by Alizarin_Crimson
10 May 2005, 3:19 AM
This was good, right up to "She is a blander confection".
This poem is remarkably like My Life in the MidEast, 2005.
I want shorter lines, a hyphenated "broken eared," love "docking ballets." Didn't quite get the jist, unfortunately. Give me some more meat. 8.4
I read this out loud to myself. I'm lovin' it.
I like the way your words resonate, but, okay, really, I am totally confused. It seems so personal...so much so that most readers can't/won't be able to relate. Maybe the point? Liked it anyway. 8.2
This is fun, but also a bit nauseating. The last four lines are very nice. The first one is a bit confusing because all of a sudden SHE appears to be a desert as well...
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on Gone Forever (in loving memory of a teacher) by Princess_Snowflake
9 May 2005, 8:09 PM
No, this is not exellente. The problem with Memorials like this one, is that it only moves the author and acquaintances of this teacher. Outsiders who read this don't give a damn. And that's what the poem should do: make people who don't know anything about this man and his (presumely untimely) death, CARE. I wonder; what made him so very 'around'? What made him so unforgettable? What's his 'wonderful legacy'? There is not a thing you shed light on, all you present here is a list of facts, a bunch of platitudes. It's totally devoid of a personal view, it does not give an image of this man, except the impression that he must have come close to being the next Jesus. You sob and cry, Princess, and you don't tell me why.
'From having gay sex with a man'.
All my life I've been asking men: "Am I having gay sex with you, or hetero sex?"
By the way; does Nature still fabricate amoebae like Blindproject217? Gasp.
Thanks, this is spiritually moving!
Excellente!
They're old enough when they leave school, and they leave school at 3:30.
16 is old enough for coffee isn't it?
Poo!
Tut
Oh My God, this was beautiful - you're quite the writer Enoch2. Mendoju (Joey's sister)
Hi Enoch2, I thought your poem was wonderful, it took me back to my childhood! I'm gonna print it and have my brother Joey read it - I'm sure he'll enjoy your beautiful words. Bye...Judy
It controls your actions in everyway.