god'swife
on L.O.V.E. by bxjay170
13 Nov 2002, 1:53 AM
I'm suprised you can write. Or did someome at church submit this for you?
The mood of this poem seems in conflict with the amount of language. I get the feeling you could sway the mob with the tone of your voice. I think I want a more anorexic poem, like your tree, and your ghost.
You obviously are not a poet. Wrapped in endless laughter.
That Hits !
An excellent sonnet. Just like the great bards, 'tis indecipherable and incomprehensable. Well done.
No matter how new the tractor, it still looks old. You don't need a gym membership, your skin will pop. The thing I love best about your poems (and you) is that there is no illusion more fantastic than the truth.
I like the metaphor of man for wall, taking him apart to recreate him - the rebirth imagery is very strong. My only query is about the animals 'on legs in multiples of four' - seems a bit periphrastic. Other than that, this is absolutely spot on.
I think your poems are awful and completely inaccessible. Other than that I think you're a self-centered inconsiderate creep.
You made me laugh. Especially 'So long as elephants...' Use your brains for something I prefer, like and ode to depleted uranium. Thank you in advance.
Very good. Funny and it rhymes
Very good, I'm thinking incompetent yanks are to blame. Theres a story behind this. Do tell us some day.
Hi Gods wife we havent met, I liked your poem, and from what i see many like your comments, why not collect all your comments and whack it on as a poem?
"Chameleon girl" is used way too many times, so is it really a poem or a lyric? But even if you removed them all, you still would have a relatively bad piece of work.
Your morality segment ruins everything, but then maybe I do not have the insight to understand this sort of hard-hitting hipster thing.
Fast and furious. good stuff, maynard.
It isn't very funny. I mean, calling Star Wars fans stupid fat faggots *might* be funny, but this is the sort of garbage comedy you'll see on TV or something.
Cancer is something no poet should really try to tackle...no matter how much experience they have with the disease. It's a recipe for disaster. If you know nothing baout cancer, then what is the point? If you know everything about cancer then you're way too closely related to the content. I was somewhat interested in the first stanza until I remebered the title and realized what it was about. Make it vaguely about love or sex like everything else.
Needs work but fantastic at the end.
Best so far.