Re: The Plan by Rilke4ClosetLesbians	22-Aug-03/4:05 PM
Elizabeth Taylor failed miserably.
Re: The Coming Light by poetandknowit	22-Aug-03/4:10 PM
AN ORIGINAL OBSERVATION! AN ORIGINAL TITLE! The poem however, gave me gas the equivelant of a four day old wet burritto. When you got to the part where the city was in the backdrop, I thought, "wow" he' so poetic. Then I laughed, and went and took a short shit.
Re: Aphrodite (edited) by Caducus	22-Aug-03/5:03 PM
From Poseidon, Aphrodite appeared, Eyes aquamarine, and true as the dawn. From her virgin flesh all wave horses reared, As an Ocean bowed when she walked upon. Immaculate goddess of men's delight, Embrace me as if I was Hephaestus After fire pounding steel all day and night. My mouth to yours, my hands to your discus'. But my loss serves the will of the sky God Your uncle loves you enough to kill me. As the storm brings me down I find it's odd that love between men and gods cannot be. My love and my life to you I bequeeth I am yours out at sea just underneath.
regarding some deleted poem...	22-Aug-03/5:17 PM
Well, it's an improvement, that's for sure.
regarding some deleted poem...	22-Aug-03/5:29 PM
Yes.
Re: Candle Lit Night by LuckyJoe	23-Aug-03/8:00 PM
Christ, that was a tuna tube steak in a tuba on the tundra surrounded by tanya harding handrinos.
Re: Heartbroken by PimpinBitch15	24-Aug-03/8:58 PM
Your grasp of the male penis is deluded by the fact that you are a gicantic clitoris, but slowly dehydrating from a lull in masturbation, due to your puny women arms.
regarding some deleted poem...	25-Aug-03/10:47 AM
And you are way to fucking hello kitty and unimaginatively boring to be a poet, so I wouldn't quit your job waitressing if I were you, and I would start focusing on some obtainable goals that are a little more in your reach. Like managing a fast food franchise or a restaurant, or a day care center. I'm sorry to have to be the one tell you this, but unlike most, I am trying to be realistic and help you. If you are serious about a carreer in the entertainment field I suggest you move to La or New York immediately and get serious, because that's the first step, and I don't mean come out for a week to feel it out, it's a full time commitment, like poetry or anything else in life (parenting, marketing whatever, etc.). I mean It could take you 5 to ten years to make the connections and land the jobs and gigs that you feel you deserve as an entertainer. People just don't come out and strike gold in a year. It takes a lot of heart and consistency and a whole lot of luck and talent. On that note GOOD LUCK!
Re: Addiction leaving by death by LuckyJoe	25-Aug-03/10:52 AM
Veins VEINS! you fucking idiot.
Re: Playa been caught in their games. (revised/new) by LuckyJoe	25-Aug-03/11:52 AM
You are incredibly to nigger for me.
regarding some deleted poem...	25-Aug-03/12:07 PM
A fine poem.
regarding some deleted poem...	26-Aug-03/5:33 PM
Funny contrast from the title.
regarding some deleted poem...	26-Aug-03/5:40 PM
Wow, talking roses. Make one say "Mother fucking poptpourri".
regarding some deleted poem...	26-Aug-03/5:41 PM
Now if you had taliking toe nail clippings? Different story entirely.
regarding some deleted poem...	26-Aug-03/5:44 PM
A steaming cube of rubbish.
Re: ? by Crakyamuni	26-Aug-03/7:02 PM
Charming.
Re: THE 7315 by Garrett S Sexton	26-Aug-03/7:14 PM
GQT Awarde.
Re: Portsmouth belle 4 by Garrett S Sexton	26-Aug-03/7:15 PM
A kicker.
Re: Robe Lowe, Me and Icecream by RO-B-LOWE ME PLEASE	26-Aug-03/7:19 PM
A triumph of the scrotum!
regarding some deleted poem...	27-Aug-03/12:42 PM
"Promise of a new day fills me up with lust" This line seems horribly out of place with the rest of the poem. "Nor do I believe that I am at all dead," This is a forced and ridiculous rhyme. "I feel the reign of Him behind the stars, Slowly, I release my chain and iron bars." And these lines compared to your beginning is like "WTF" because you are going so well at the start and then you just fucking toss every thing right out the window. Your entire poem loses it's cohesion and tears away from itself, and then, by the time I get to your last stanza I'm just completely wondering why this trite over compensated poem about nothing but you and how you feel about some masculine force behind the stars is just a fucking joke. Which is exactly why it's in the top filth area of poemstanker. Can someone explain this to me? Other then this flat chested cunt coming back and saying the same fucking thing she always says to me "Well you're just a meany, and you don't know, I have friends blee blah blow:)" Yeah well Chrystal, that's fine, but why don't you 'address' the comments? Also, how come you think along with your 'professors' that you're some kind of 'writer' when I have yet to see you try to help another writer or fellow poet. Exactly, it's all about you, Your poetry reeks of it. It's immature, self absorbed and practically inaccessible. You say to me "welle then why do you read it?" Are you that stupid? Do I ask you why you write it? That's what poets do, they read and write poetry. you act as though I go out of my way to read and fuck with your poems? well if that's the case. What about the other 5,000 to 6,000 comments and votes I've left for other poets. Chrystal, can I ask you a personal question? Are you caught up in some fantasy that involves me secretly wanting you to piss in my mouth after I fuck your ass with a midget named Lukey? I think you are.