on some deleted poem
11 Oct 2002, 7:21 AM
why do we let them possess us so? why aren't they the ones begging us to come home? the irony of the begging queen. you paint it true, because you have lived it.
on Snack for the Shameless by New Life Drug
9 Oct 2002, 8:28 AM
yes. always so.
on Football by Tom Colebrooke
14 Oct 2002, 7:41 AM
only a mere smackerel for me, roo
on Snow-White by vulcan
14 Oct 2002, 8:01 AM
my carp could conquer your sole any day. with his fins tied behind his back, even.
on some deleted poem
11 Oct 2002, 7:54 AM
i really do like the metaphors in this. it reads like a well-loved volume left behind on a bench...and i could not make it my own, but i will possess it for a time bfore i set it free.
on some deleted poem
11 Oct 2002, 7:40 AM
the blue curtains is a nice image. when the heart has always been empty, one does not feel it as keenly as after it has been full. before love, the everyday things reside in there; perhaps the curtains will go blood red once love has come.
this poem falls back on over-examined artifice. can you keep with the novelty of the first line, and run with that? weave a metaphor; i have seen so many confessions, and this one is not unique.
this poem falls back on over-examined artifice. can you keep with the novelty of the first line, and run with that? weave a metaphor; i have seen so many confessions, and this one is not unique.
on Bowstones, 21st June 200 by Nicholas Jones
11 Oct 2002, 7:50 AM
please do stick with this, and steer clear of politics. you are so fucking good at sense of place.
on some deleted poem
11 Oct 2002, 7:59 AM
silver, who puts a fence INSIDE? think before you write, man.
on some deleted poem
11 Oct 2002, 8:01 AM
i think you should post work that is your own
on some deleted poem
11 Oct 2002, 8:04 AM
"To know for certain poetry does exist." and lives. and breathes. and grows. good work, mrs.g.
on The Thought Of It by Christof
10 Oct 2002, 1:42 PM
christof, you are honed razor sharp these days. i bled, reading this.
on more{Porn*Star}{Hai*kus} by horus8
11 Oct 2002, 7:22 AM
you are a naughty boy and you deserve to be spanked. have a 9. you'll have to get the 6 yourself.
on some deleted poem
11 Oct 2002, 7:24 AM
this is pretty jaunty for the demise of your one true love. did you even think about the function of form when you composed this fun little lyric?
on some deleted poem
11 Oct 2002, 7:25 AM
~* love the sparkles, babe. never change, k? *~
on song of the birds by rainbow
9 Oct 2002, 8:36 AM
how is this a song of birds? sounds more like a diary entry of a teenage girl who needs to get out and live a little.
on some deleted poem
9 Oct 2002, 8:30 AM
i am moved, and entertained. thank you.
on some deleted poem
9 Oct 2002, 8:34 AM
sounds more lyric than free verse
on SO by Nicholas Jones
11 Oct 2002, 7:48 AM
so. surreal. and concrete. and metal and blood and plastic and steam and vision. and haze. thorough.
on some deleted poem
11 Oct 2002, 7:56 AM
that's a lot to ask.