poemranker ::20 most recent comments by Bankrupt_Word_Clerk

Comments byBankrupt_Word_Clerk, the 20 most recent. Include replies

on some deleted poem 6 Jul 2005, 1:33 AM
Pick Asso?

on Our Soldiers by Lenore 7 Jul 2005, 1:56 AM
their life's the war's.
their life "is" the War's life? is that what it means?

on Damned by darby pyn 7 Jul 2005, 2:30 PM

not one of these lines produces any pictures or feelings in me. Mostly, I'm just confused.

for instance: what does hiding have to do with wilting?
on London Calling by Bluemonkey 7 Jul 2005, 2:31 PM
ok
on Autumn by keatsImnot 7 Jul 2005, 2:33 PM
Autumn by definition is a time.
on Slice Open My Body by TLRufener 9 Jul 2005, 11:25 PM
I would change the first two lines a little.
I'd write something like

"I'd tell you to slice open my body
and tear out my heart,
but you already have."
on When my place is placeless by Prince of Void 9 Jul 2005, 11:30 PM
meh.
on There she is! by CarterTribe 12 Jul 2005, 12:13 PM
this was long. I stopped reading it twice. Forced myself to finish. I wasn't surprised at the end.
on Birth, school, work and death. by darby pyn 13 Jul 2005, 12:04 PM
you left out the line "I've got shmelgass in my gonectagazoink."
on some deleted poem 14 Jul 2005, 12:05 PM
bullshit
on some deleted poem 14 Jul 2005, 12:09 PM
I think it's crap. last three lines were okay though.
on some deleted poem 14 Jul 2005, 12:11 PM
meh
on some deleted poem 19 Jul 2005, 2:03 AM
utterly disgusting spelling.
on The sunset sea. by darby pyn 19 Jul 2005, 2:05 AM
Oh my Fucking Howdy! Man...this just plain tires me out. I'm not voting on this.
on A Good Man Ruined by Dovina 19 Jul 2005, 2:07 AM
Jimmy Buffet said it better.
"Wasting away again in Margaritaville..."
on some deleted poem 19 Jul 2005, 2:09 AM
liquid and casual
on she sits back and judges me by hendrimike 20 Jul 2005, 12:38 PM
f me for reading this.
on some deleted poem 26 Jul 2005, 11:16 AM
beery bladder. tee hee.
on Hindsight by darby pyn 23 Jul 2005, 7:03 PM
I read this once and hated it. I read it a second time and hated it. I just now read it again while listening to a song called Pathogenic Occular Dissonance and now feel like dying.

two lines you should keep: "I stole my father's eyes to see" and "These are sad eyes I stare through"

junk the rest and say something understandable.
What is hilarious is how you think his actions have to do with YOU.

You are not very good at poetry no matter what you think. I've never liked anything you've written. But what does it matter? you wouldn't like my poetry either.

this too, is a bad poem.