poemranker ::20 most recent comments by Lenore and replies

Comments byLenore, the 20 most recent, including replies. Only comments on poems

Tardigrades need friends too!
on Muslim woman at the office by zodiac 16 Oct 2017, 2:42 PM
Awww shucks, no husks.
The quote from the pool party has no place in the office. 4
on Cupid promised me, Nadine by Shardik 16 Oct 2017, 2:22 PM
I give the comments a 7! Bravo!
"I wear only the best" could've been better. Yeah, that line sucks. The rest, flows like stuff that flows good.
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You had me at "coalishly pinched twin sink holes."
on Hey by impert&ent 16 Oct 2017, 1:31 PM
See me.
on Skellington Bakery by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 8 Aug 2006, 7:55 PM
You DO Love me! You really DO Love me! *swoon*
on a.m. by oneglove 11 Jul 2005, 7:41 PM
Shades of Freddy Krueger
replying on Happy Charlene by Dovina 11 Jul 2005, 7:35 PM
Read it again. It isn’t positive. It’s depressing as all hell.
replying on Pandemic’s Here Again by Lenore 8 Jul 2005, 10:54 AM
Avian Flu. H5N1
on Zin/Enough/Things/Squeeze/Flow by gregsamsa222 8 Jul 2005, 10:47 AM
It’s strange but I feel guilty. The kind of guilt one might feel after reading someone’s diary.
This work is so personal, so strong. It should be rolled up and tied up with the small red string that she left for you in that box. There’s more to say but I can’t.
Thank You.
on Butterfly Plague by zodiac 8 Jul 2005, 8:49 AM
"Here's a naked-necked girl laughing
in a square, thumbnail sawing an orange-skin.
How grey and soft-bodied, these! "

Vivid image. I can smell the tang.
replying on Our Soldiers by Lenore 8 Jul 2005, 8:17 AM
Yes.
on Crack baby by Caducus 6 Jul 2005, 10:04 AM
Fix line 2 and this is a 10.
on A Place by Celtic 6 Jul 2005, 9:54 AM
This poem could be great. I found it too simple. Perhaps if you gave us more a sense of its Magic.
How does this place feel? We know the wind is always calm but how does it look? How does it smell? How is it lit? What time of day are we seeing it, In moonlight, starlight, sunshine?
The descriptions are flat and matter of fact and because of this, the poem loses its Magic.
I’d love to see this reworked. Paint it more vivid. Take us somewhere enchanted!
on Mother Earth by TLRufener 6 Jul 2005, 9:03 AM
Your poem leaves me with the sense that Mother Earth has no love for winter and that in fact she’s dead throughout the entire season. Is that what you intended?
on Because to Live I Must by TLRufener 6 Jul 2005, 8:49 AM
All the words melt together in an unappealing stew of a novice Witch’s brew.
on The And women by INTRANSIT 6 Jul 2005, 8:42 AM
"plying a fiddle."

Interesting poem.

on Drowsy by elderking 29 Jun 2005, 7:30 PM
Yeah, try waltzy.