PoeticDelicacy
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21 Aug 2002, 10:47 PM
Not personally my taste in poems, bu tI'm not really a romantic :)
You don't know WHAT's good far ya!
This poem is a blessing to me.
Sorry it should be (death and her kind)meaning death's relations. You know, the same news we hear every day. The other she is me.
You and me both! Thanks.
She is my heart.
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I'm teetering on the edge of loving this, but I need help. I'm feeling the constant internal battle to escape the ongoing pain of a broken heart/ lost love, but I'm thrown by "and her kind" in S2 and "She takes to the hills" in S4. I guess what's unclear to me is who "she" is in this piece. Or do I have the whole thing all wrong?
OK, death and her kind clears that one up just fine. But why did you decide to throw in the "she" after speaking in the first person throughout the rest of the piece? I'm suddenly thinking - where did 'she' come from? Dammit! Some jackass just dished me an anonymous '0' on my haiku without benefit of critique. I really fucking hate that. Sorry, back to the 'she'???
This is the funniest one I've read on this site! What happened to this guy? 7/10
OK, got it! I knew it would work for me once I got through that little snare, I was right there feeling it up until that point. 8/10
Glad you like. thanks for ranking
mr. bojangles, this is sooo SWEET. not even a samurai could kick this guy's rumbling bumble! shaven or not, this really tickled me. someplace special.
I'm beginning to see a transient's theme connecting these vignettes togther. Do the sleep under the same covers?
Spelling isnt that bad, but the subject is cliche. Sounds like a pop song/nursery rhyme. It's a whole lot better than the other poems here in the worst section, though
To understand your Mother's love, is to have children of your own. To understand your children's love is to read it in their poems. Nice job!
For the love of Goddess! 10
thisisnot apoem thiIsNOT apo em. this is a foot straight up the ass of poetry.