I like your poem it is funny.

i heard wilderbeast heaven has bad-mitton and real creab. all jokes aside. i'll rate this one.

A good friend of mine just sold her parents home, her passed 3 months ago. She didn't realize how much pain it would cause her. She that it was going to be happy about it. Last night she told me sometimes it feels as if her parents never existed. This is a very fine poem, though there are a few unnecessary lines, but right now I'm all about simpliness, directness, so I will give my advice but remember it is tainted by my taste. Get rid of all the (...) The 6th stanza makes it seem as if the berries are growing in the shade of the family. 7-Take out 'Whose' 8-In the center of the wood the pine needles were a giant bed. Each foot sinking comfortable. We saw nothing but woods heard only a breeze whisper about the long past Planting days I think if you simplify the stanzas where you are discribing your childhood experience and leave the other's more a narrative, it would create an effective contrast. Just my amatuer thoughts. you wrote a lovely poem.

Do you eat shit or something? and did you vote 10 times for yourself that must have taken a lot of work and courage.

And you were an orphan too. Wow. the life of a hard knock.

dont mind the people who can only see whats right in front of them, they will never understand

My brothers paranoid, but i told him its not about him.

Nice haiku. Did you miss me?

How optimistically sweet

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! that one's good. Doesn't anyone else see the joke in this? Sweetie did you actually like Ya-ya? be truthful.

You should have made the last line more vehement by adding an !

oppressed breast and knobby knees keep chummy buckets out of the shanty.

ha! ha.ha. ha.easy there killer, lets not get too patrick swayze in red dawn okay.

#3 deadline is today neighbor oils breasts and sun bathes over and over.

Hey where's the will anyway?

my claim to fame? i bannana'd a congressman's muffler not once but three times. with a flourescent pink ski mask on and a cape.

wack. uh, i mean, WHACK! try again.

no, this is the worst line ever: "But life's moments has scarred her muscle"

yes. :)

Hey, is what the priest saying and what you're saying in some kind of pattern? The count is the same... And what's the hayden suprise symphony doing there?