on An Afternoon Walk by Dovina
10 Nov 2004, 9:05 AM
Dovina this poem is your aceest.However the last two verses are complete bum tripe and do not belong on this fine work. The imagery is quite nice but then to try and relate it to something completely imaginary like a relationship between you and a man is just absurd!
I suggest you write two further verses about pine forests and cold soil. Until there are changes I reserve my vote.
I suggest you write two further verses about pine forests and cold soil. Until there are changes I reserve my vote.
on A Child Learns (haiku) by poetryman
10 Nov 2004, 10:58 AM
As failed as a gallop with the scullery maid whilst trying to speak on the telephone.
on Where Have We Gone by poetryman
11 Nov 2004, 5:32 AM
Well done for copyrighting your colossal pile of dross. You may wish to scroll down to the bottom of the page, peer through your preposterous beardage and see that all poems are the © of their respective authors. You're truly a simpering halfwit.
on Bowie Still Gives Me a Bonner by phauge
11 Nov 2004, 5:39 AM
What the hell is a bonner?? did you mean bonnet? or a Doner?
on some deleted poem
12 Nov 2004, 12:35 PM
You are the piss soaked remnants of a piss soaked granny at Yasser's funeral.
on Dictionary Lesson by Dovina
16 Nov 2004, 8:57 AM
BIG FAT WOW.
on It Still Hurts by poetryman
17 Nov 2004, 5:28 AM
That last paragraph was needed as it helped me void my lunch over my desk - up to that poit I thought I might hold it in.
Top Work Bobby!
Top Work Bobby!
on The Grey Prince Of Gulls by Caducus
13 Dec 2004, 6:42 AM
The grey prince of guffs would be apposite.
You appalling flange.
You appalling flange.
on some deleted poem
13 Dec 2004, 4:18 AM
What Rot.
on some deleted poem
5 Jan 2005, 5:31 AM
A terribly plump poo.
on some deleted poem
13 Jan 2005, 8:37 AM
By gad sir,
Fetch me my commode,
For my bow'ls are full to brimming,
I fear I must unload.
on some deleted poem
20 Jan 2005, 6:01 AM
May I be the first to congratulate you on the depth of your failure and the nonsensical desperation of your attempts to rhyme.
on some deleted poem
20 Jan 2005, 6:16 AM
I have composed a poem entitled "Cockring", please compare and contrast its qualities with those of your own:
Oh my cockring!
Thy constriction does sting,
For, to my bellend does cling
My genital bling.
-=10=-
Oh my cockring!
Thy constriction does sting,
For, to my bellend does cling
My genital bling.
-=10=-
on some deleted poem
20 Jan 2005, 6:26 AM
Forgive me if I blunder in search of the right words to express myself, it is not my intention in any way to confuse you as to my intonation:
Your writing resembles a recently discarded jam rag still fresh with lumpy ladies lining. Reading your poems continues to generate the feeling one has recently gargled with effluent whilst wearing a tramp's decomposing skin.
Your writing resembles a recently discarded jam rag still fresh with lumpy ladies lining. Reading your poems continues to generate the feeling one has recently gargled with effluent whilst wearing a tramp's decomposing skin.
on Enlightenment by Dovina
21 Jan 2005, 4:34 AM
Nonsense, the dawn of reason has never been less likely in the U.S.: your President is a religious fanatic and your country is inhabited by moronic zealots. CNBC and Fox news fill your minds up with tripe and as a consequence there is no country in the world as close minded and addicted to a misconceived notion of freedom. No doubt Thomas Jefferson would be happy to see how the dawn of reason had broken across an obese landscape to reveal a country full of be-mulletted half wits travelling from one dispensary of sugary confection to another whilst becrying the joy of living in a land where freedom of thought extends to which Krispy Kreme donught they will fill their fat mouths with next.
on Paedophile at st catherine's by Mona Lisa
26 Jan 2005, 6:19 AM
It's Cindy, not Sindy - God if you're going to write about kids issues at least have the bedrock of your poem secured before trying to make a "point" about some disgusting serpent which spits pearl islands.
Honestly, what a lot of nonsense.
Honestly, what a lot of nonsense.
on Baghdad Election by Mona Lisa
2 Feb 2005, 3:31 AM
Utter hogwash.
on Psalm of Wonder by Dovina
2 Feb 2005, 3:51 AM
Nonsense.
http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/author.h
Your poemes are an epic tale of failure. Your beard is a sure indicator of your failed street poetry. You hat however is about as beatnik cool as you can get.