poemranker ::20 most recent comments by Lenore (101-120) and replies

Comments byLenore, 101–120 back, including replies. Only comments on poems

on the mattress is a magnet by silvertongueddevil 3 Sep 2002, 8:37 PM
change the last line to >to the warm flesh lonely people.< and keep going! I was really into this and then it just stops. Where's the big finish?
on Hypocrites by PawnedTidal 1 Sep 2002, 8:28 PM
This could be a truly, nasty, bitter poem if polished up some. 5/10
on One Size Fits Most by Lenore 1 Sep 2002, 7:35 PM
Thank you, glad you like it. Big Matriarchy? Where?
on S by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 30 Aug 2002, 8:35 PM
I noticed you were Short on S. Not one JeSu could hold it on itS end.
Now you go and do thiS? What would happen if you put it where it belongS? Is it Sin?
on The Crutchling by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 30 Aug 2002, 8:25 PM
I hear the scratching at night. I know there's a Crutchling in my closet. Go check! Fuck you! I'm not looking!
on The boy who shot birds by Bachus 30 Aug 2002, 8:00 PM
>Deep within this madness my brain is hitching unhealthy rides< This is it. Fucking Spot On! 10 for that sentence alone.
on An Introduction by 1Sapphire1 30 Aug 2002, 8:41 AM
female descendants in our Family get guns. Not quite as cuddly, but tis better to shed bullets than tears, my dear.
on Thousand Tears by kristenk69lover 29 Aug 2002, 7:32 PM
Advice to a Girl
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
Lay that on your heart,
My young angry dear;
This truth, this hard and precious stone,
Lay it on your hot cheek,
Let it hide your tear.
Hold it like a crystal
When you are alone
And gaze in the depths of the icy stone.
Long, look long and you will be blessed:
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed.

-Sara Teasdale
on Thousand Tears by kristenk69lover 29 Aug 2002, 7:01 PM
If only you could love yourself half as much.... The lack of oxygen factors in strongly, no doubt.
on Cancer Haikus by poetandknowit 29 Aug 2002, 6:52 PM
Why the change on line 2?
on Cancer Haikus by poetandknowit 29 Aug 2002, 6:44 PM
Black Death-Ring around the rosy, pocket full O' posy, ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
Don't worry, there are plenty of em who willingly slipped into those cracks and they're waiting too. wide awake. 9!
on Wildcatting The Canard: by horus8 29 Aug 2002, 10:33 AM
Look, all I was saying is if you can't keep her, screw her. That's what I did. Love the changes.
on Pedophile by Lenore 29 Aug 2002, 9:56 AM
Thank you. Which lines? I'd be interested in any suggestions.
on Wildcatting The Canard: by horus8 28 Aug 2002, 3:13 PM
Screw Faith!
I concur, and yet on this very day I will subject myself to the CHAIR. With any luck at all, I'll be able to write an Ode to Vicadin upon my return.
on Mother you are not winter! by kawakurdi 21 Aug 2002, 10:13 PM
To understand your Mother's love, is to have children of your own. To understand your children's love is to read it in their poems. Nice job!
on Ode to Poem Ranker by Lenore 21 Aug 2002, 9:31 PM
You and me both! Thanks.
on Butcher by Christof 21 Aug 2002, 9:57 AM
This reminds me, Butchers give me the creeps. hmmmmmm
on The Precious Thing by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 20 Aug 2002, 8:20 PM
Always with the soft white under-belly, someone's got to do it.