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on Fish by http://findingwater
4 Aug 2003, 6:10 PM
Interesting dream, coming from a vegetarian. Were they more appetizing with legs?
why 2 xx's?
piercing
in new generation
new creation
viewed with reverence
how quickly--becomes an opinion. delete 'how' and then it is the way things are.
hooven? cloven? woven? film at 11?
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on Rainbows and fountains (pillow fights) by http://findingwater
4 Aug 2003, 6:13 PM
Can you really see the blue, violet, AND purple of the spectrum?
"And let me speak to the yet unknowing world
How these things came about. So shall You hear
Of carnal, bloody and unnatural acts;
Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters;
Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause;
And, in this upshot, purposes mistook
Fall'n on th' inventors' heads. All this can I
Truly deliver." W.S. (H, Act V, sc.2)
arrows, eternity--lose the repeat.
Did you intentionally use the name of the phenomenon of "night terrors"- which is like a sleepwalking nightmare? I was looking for a relationship to the phenomenon in your poem.
According to Dr. Spock, 3-6 year olds have them- they seem to be due to some temporary disturbance in the nervous system during deep sleep, they tend to run in families, all children who have the grow out of them within a few years, at most. When a child has a night terror, he/she wakes up screaming and even though his/her eyes are wide open s/he doesn't respond when you talk to him and it seems that he isn't even awaare of your presence. The night terror stops spontaneously after lasting as long as 30-40 minutes, the child falls asleep, and he never remembers anything about the episode in the morning.
I think you should put a space between "on" and "to"
and change "too" to "to" in the last line.
What was the first "picture"? A wheelchair? The second a person in a car?
faceted.
this is the best of your 4.. break it down again, and hone it. it's a little sharp, still, for a sockles child, even in reverie.
tint--that last line--still needs work. redundant. where are dreams, if not in the mind?
okay, you could stretch it and speak of dreams of the heart, but, still....well, you see where i'm going with this.
I'm not much about Haiku's but you do give good vision about painballs. I'll give a 9.
yes. OH, YES!
you have obviously garnered, not squandered, the mythical strength of the hirsute, madame.
great do-over.
once more, with feeling. always cut away all those extra filler words (it was, just, only, etc...)
my suggs:
Time won't heal these open wounds,
Inflicted relentlessly;
Emotions linger, disturbed tombs
broken, emptied.
After you destroyed me
I craved control;
I gave my body but never my soul.
And now, consumed
By loneliness and guilt,
This love cannot be exhumed
Buried in scarlet silk.
There's a lot to like here, but your strong central image is overwhelmed. The gist of it seems to be (and if you're annoyed by editing, then disregard):
We made eight thousand
clay squares and triangles
glazed black and white
and fired each one,
arranged a tesselation
of perfect dimensions
and proper proportions:
an attempted Metamorphoses,
an insect become a fish.
But a week was not long enough.
I returned to the task
ten years later.
Red paint obscures the image,
but it is still intact.
This weekend I will clean it with a wire brush
and try to find a way
to find you
and let you know that it is safe.
Could you go to Sea instead?
I have found it
http://xroads.virginia.edu/~UG02/superma n/
I shake my little toosh on the catwalk.
yes, i could. thank you.
I can feel it. Been that and had those feelings. Hurts to see the one you want more than anything walk away and out of your life. Hurts even more when you know they want the same things you want just can't have them. Reasons for not being able to have them due to the time of meeting in life. Such as both heading to different states for college. My heart feels for the pain and love which you speek of. Keep on writing and good luck. (Was giving 7 but here's 8 because I felt the pain spoke about.)
Loving the vocab sounded like some of my own work. Didn't see any repeating words where something else could have said the same thing. (I hate poems that use the same word to describe something over and over) It was very good... but I had a few spots I had to read over because it didn't quite flow.
"fallen into shadow" end of line seven should be "fallen into shadows"
Here is a 9 keep up the good work and keep the pen on the paper flowing out languages unknown :)
amen. nice work, alph-beta.