Don't know why but I like it.

At least we're in our element! =b

I have a cat. Girls are cats. Men should learn lessons from them

Don't sweat it! Its a tree!

All I can say is "RUN"

You are correct,I should have used spell check. Thanks for the heads up. ;)

I know it's tradition that when one of the 'real' poets on this site starts tossing off all over a poem, nobody else is allowed to say it's bad because otherwise they don't get it, but like what the fuck is so great about this one? It uses pseudo-olde language and vaguely rhymes and scans, and it expresses what I'm sure is a heart-felt emotion, but there's nothing worth mentioning in my opinion... this site is turning into poemwanker. first horus8 starts. then bachus, eager to be part of the 'let's go overboard being enthusiastic because then people will know we're real writers, we care about nothing but writing; that's our passion and we're of course completely unaware of the fact that we constantly go on about how it's our passion, because we're so absorbed in writing, and not the image, which is why we go on poemranker, not to get attention, but because some of the best poetry in the world is here' wagon, starts using sexual metaphor as a sort of coy but smug way of ladling out praise. Somewhere along the way usually 'razora' pipes up with her opinion, which will match horus8's. It's 10 times more insidious to tell people they're good when they're not to tell them they're crap when they're not.

An unholy bargain to forge the Nametag of Invisibility? Seems like it could be usefull.

There's a certain point where comments stop being about the poetry, or even any discussion at hand, and start being immature cries for attention. Some of us skip that crap and just write poems that are immature cries for attention. P.S.- I missed the word "align" in this piece. It's a sweet word that dosn't get nearly enough use. P.P.S.- Names with apostrophes=totally awesome

Ok. But any further questions about samurai will have to wait, thanks to that dern 4 poem posting limit.

Replace the word "Wolves" with the word "Drunks" and it becomes both 'deep' and 'true'. 'Lessun' you were being all metaphorical and such...

Yessir, 'Thulu Haikus. This piece inspires a sequal: Crap. He is awake. Tentacles caress my thighs. Who ya gonna call? Ghostbusters, obviously. If the Ghostbusters had been in those books they'd have been a lot shorter.

I think we all have moments like the one befalling our "Lucky" here. Those little, "Oh crap, a dumpster full of dead people" moments that make life that much more interesting. It's the true joy of sharing.

I don't really see this as a lyrical poem but maybe I just missed the rhythm. Other than that I found it a nice poem.

Those last lines can be a pain in the ass.

Huuummm different but I think you got your point across, you may need to give it to the person you were writing about.

Poetandknowit sounds like a cranky arse to me. While I agree there are some poems that are not great here, yours deserves no such insults. It shows effort which is more than can be said for others.

Dark Angel, Why don't you tell us all what you really feel? Why whine in mere snippets when you can purge your bitterness in one or two good forced fits of projectile vomiting?

Very nice!

change your major.