on some deleted poem
10 Jun 2004, 6:52 PM
LMAO. 10.
on Of Painting by thepinkbunnyofdoom
10 Jun 2004, 7:01 PM
I like it. Loaded with attitude. Blessed with eight.
on some deleted poem
10 Jun 2004, 7:06 PM
Let me express what this poem feels like to me over-all:
Limp.
But it could be stiffened into something that penetrates, if you get what I mean? So take this blessing of five.
Limp.
But it could be stiffened into something that penetrates, if you get what I mean? So take this blessing of five.
on The Ocean Prefers A Sunset by wilco
10 Jun 2004, 7:09 PM
Well.. you know, this doesn't look as if you put all the ability you have into this one.. if it were to be sung, I think it would come out lame. Theres the potential for this to be extended and improved though.
In the mean time, I bless thee with five. Go in peace.
In the mean time, I bless thee with five. Go in peace.
on Even manic dreamers must face Atropos by SupremeDreamer
10 Jun 2004, 7:45 PM
My writers block villanelle. Hope it isn't too whiny.
on A life unsure by sliver
7 Jun 2004, 9:23 PM
Well, that earns a nine in my book. Nothings better than a nice good edit.
on some deleted poem
7 Jun 2004, 9:47 PM
Not bad. You've been blessed with eight.
on Writers' Block by wilco
7 Jun 2004, 5:38 PM
Heh. You should of put "ThinkDamnit" as the border.. would of been funnier to me anyway. But anyway, heres an eight sir.
on To Orange by Lifeboatman
7 Jun 2004, 5:28 PM
Blessed with an eight. Go in peace.
on some deleted poem
7 Jun 2004, 1:35 PM
Pretty funny, was a good read for me. Then again, these kinds of pieces always get my juices goin.
You are blessed with nine.
You are blessed with nine.
on some deleted poem
7 Jun 2004, 1:37 PM
I wouldn't call it spectacular, but I wouldn't call it horrible either. It's a tad dull, in my opinion.
You've been blessed with eight.
You've been blessed with eight.
on A life unsure by sliver
7 Jun 2004, 1:40 PM
It had some good parts mostly, but theres a lot of wrinkles that weaken its effect.
You've been blessed with seven.
You've been blessed with seven.
on Hollywierd by INTRANSIT
7 Jun 2004, 1:44 PM
This reminds me of my odd rantings. It began pretty well, but the end wasn't very satisfactory for me. Felt and looked like you just tapered off after "Mr. President"
You've been blessed with eight.
You've been blessed with eight.
on some deleted poem
7 Jun 2004, 1:47 PM
Well, I like how its beginning to form so far, but since it's unfinished, I'm unable to give anything higher than an eight.
on some deleted poem
7 Jun 2004, 1:52 PM
Shin, I feel as if I've entered a bubble of vagueness despite the cliche familiarity of that line
"eye: window to the soul."
I'm left floating, face bewildered, scratchin my itchin dome. No Vote.
"eye: window to the soul."
I'm left floating, face bewildered, scratchin my itchin dome. No Vote.
on Le Sommeil- Slumber by Sasha
7 Jun 2004, 1:59 PM
Is this translation something that you've actually written? 'Cause if so, the classic flare isn't doin jack for me really. And if you didn't write this yourself, then why do you post it's translation? Not here to feel as if I'm looking over literature assignments, but these translations have that effect 'pon me.
That said, I'll be reserving my vote for now. Hope you don't take my comment badly- I can't help being an ass since it's a part of my bloated pride.
That said, I'll be reserving my vote for now. Hope you don't take my comment badly- I can't help being an ass since it's a part of my bloated pride.
on paperclips by son of the moon
7 Jun 2004, 2:03 PM
Heh. Nice work, sounds like something I'd do while idling at my cubicle terminal.
You've been blessed with nine.
You've been blessed with nine.
on Decks of Cards (So Long to the City) by wilco
7 Jun 2004, 2:11 PM
Unfortunately, I don't like country.. but you've managed to earn my blessing of seven despite my bias.
But really, I definately don't like country, it's a withering music style in my opinion, hangin by the thread of nostalgic hillbilly prom memories of Billy-Jake Roe snaking his hand underneath the skirt of his friends sister a year younger than he, but her bra's packed enough to let a lot of things slide with the aid of some potato gin.
But really, I definately don't like country, it's a withering music style in my opinion, hangin by the thread of nostalgic hillbilly prom memories of Billy-Jake Roe snaking his hand underneath the skirt of his friends sister a year younger than he, but her bra's packed enough to let a lot of things slide with the aid of some potato gin.
on some deleted poem
7 Jun 2004, 3:05 PM
Fishin always seemed to me an excuse to idle lazily with some beer, a joint, and a couple sandwiches. Ones pole is subconciously held, with its lure floating to the side, tugged by the current; an image utilized as a commonly-accepted disguise. Oh, and just maybe you'll be able to irritate the girlie back home who wrinkles her nose at the sight of a bottom-feeder hangin from a rusted lure by askin her to cook it for supper.
Anyway, its an eight to me, your style has changed a bit in this piece, or maybe thats just me bein delusional.
Anyway, its an eight to me, your style has changed a bit in this piece, or maybe thats just me bein delusional.