Re: a comment on Mr. Stryker, Do You Really Want Some Kind of War? by cat |
4-Aug-04/8:14 AM |
dear horoscope thingy,
thanks for your whole thing there, but it doesn't apply to me, because what i wrote wasn't an excuse, i am more than open to constructive critism, what i wrote was a joke (my response not my poem) due to the tone of Mac... i read several of his comments on various poet's poems and i think he's funny, i wrote something clever in hopes that he would comeback...but i still totally appreciate your list thing, but i truly do think this is a good poem in need of some tweeking, i posted it for advice, if i thought it was ok i wouldn't post it, if any of us thought what we were doing was ok, we wouldn't post. this site is about validation, so even you my horoscope thingy are here because of insecurity...i'm thinking you are a number four.
meow and a lick to you,
cat
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Re: Love, Fair by MacFrantic |
4-Aug-04/1:50 AM |
Goddamn you for not sucking, I want to mock someone this morning.
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Re: May Monday Explanation by MacFrantic |
4-Aug-04/1:43 AM |
I liked the not sorry part, I liked the whole thing, but the end changed it to being just a "my life is so horrible" poem into something else, it could be the horrible life poem with a twist if you view the person in this poem as so out of their mind that their sorry doesn't matter, because they can't apologize for something they have no control over.
So it's some kind of last grasp at control, a failed one.
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Re: a comment on Mr. Stryker, Do You Really Want Some Kind of War? by cat |
4-Aug-04/1:34 AM |
The ingeniously pseudonymed poet with the ellipsis, I'm assuming you are saying that your train of thought storms off to a place of internal reflection due to the original placement of words by cat.
Your mind is also probably wondering how an animal manages to capture the conflicts of humans and their battles with their past, their present, and their future.
But it doesnât stop there you say out loud, "who is this cat?" Is it a cat, a co-worker, your best friend, the person you saw at the bus stop, the entity that created the universe.
You can say it sucks if that makes you feel better, but I know that an ellipsis stands for the emotions that canât be said, because you are so choked up and lost for words, thatâs why you write, thatâs why I write, because there is just so much that I canât⦠so thank you, thank you for your well thought out comments, I appreciate them.
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Re: Consolation by Dovina |
4-Aug-04/1:02 AM |
John Williams has an Oscar your work reminds me of his...
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Re: a comment on Mr. Stryker, Do You Really Want Some Kind of War? by cat |
3-Aug-04/2:49 PM |
you are right, it's a bit wordy, i liked the poem that you linked, but thats not my writing style...but i like what it said and how it said it, i don't know how someone gave that a one, maybe it was the old man in my poem...
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Re: a comment on Mr. Stryker, Do You Really Want Some Kind of War? by cat |
3-Aug-04/2:26 PM |
no it's not an actual observation, unless you call my observations on how people get off the path of self realization and on to the path of bitterness and intolerance and end up going backwards instead of forward...
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Re: a comment on I Love You Mildred Rogers No Matter What by cat |
3-Aug-04/10:54 AM |
I was trying to use glasses as a metaphor for consciousness or awareness.
This person is suppose to not have a grip on reality, the right eye that's "far less" is suppose to signify a lack of morals, the left eye that's misshapen is suppose to represent the action of immorality.
Sort of like that person that thinks someone loves them, even though they find another person's undergarments in the bed or a person that convinces themselves that a 9-5 job answering the phone is fulfilling...simply because it pays the bills.
I was trying to tie in the whole unreliable narrator, symbolism type thing, ok, but apparently I failed...
If you have to explain it, I guess it needs a rewrite.
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Re: a comment on I Love You Mildred Rogers No Matter What by cat |
3-Aug-04/10:02 AM |
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Re: I cant stand you by sk8rs_rule_all |
3-Aug-04/7:16 AM |
I totally feel you here, but you know I thought it was about a parent...you are funny. Your poems are very direct.
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Re: Summer crush by sk8rs_rule_all |
3-Aug-04/7:13 AM |
Since you are 16 I like this, because I appreciate the feelings it give me, I like that you can look at things that happen in life (even the stuff that's bad, but isn't it all about perspective) with a sense of humour...some people are 35 and don't get that.
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Re: Life On Earth by dougsoderstrom |
2-Aug-04/11:33 PM |
i thought this was cool, who gave this a one, that's total bs, yeah some people hate rhymes, but this had some substance and connection to the every day person who feels trapped...i hoped i spelled rhyme right.
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Re: Dan by dougsoderstrom |
2-Aug-04/11:30 PM |
i liked this, i love the whole dot thing, the "dan" "fan" "plan" thing, the whole trying to describe going beyond self, that's always positive.
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Re: You Can't Kill A Dead Man! by dougsoderstrom |
2-Aug-04/11:26 PM |
but you can kill a dead man, as long as he's talking...yes i have an aversion to the caps button and i'm a uh three dot whore, it's got some kind of name within the whole grammar thing, but its late and stuff so...
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Re: nice day by New Life Drug |
2-Aug-04/11:07 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...
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Re: a comment on I Love You Mildred Rogers No Matter What by cat |
2-Aug-04/9:52 PM |
What do you think I'm trying to say? Honest question, not me being a smartass.
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Re: A poem crafted from the depths of my heart by capachijim |
2-Aug-04/7:02 PM |
I was expecting some dribble here about love and falling and you know that annoying crap, but wow, not even...
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Re: A FIRST POEM FOR MY GRANDCHILd by massangel62 |
2-Aug-04/7:00 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...
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