on some deleted poem
16 Oct 2003, 5:03 AM
indeed.
on some deleted poem
20 Oct 2003, 9:51 PM
this is good. reminds me of Bright Eyes. 10.
on some deleted poem
20 Oct 2003, 9:54 PM
Strong images. Usually long poems don't really capture my attention but this one did for some reason. 9.
on Painted Air by New Life Drug
7 Oct 2003, 6:50 PM
very visual
on Palm Field Park by SupremeDreamer
5 Aug 2003, 3:45 AM
touching.
on my company by girlandwords
5 Aug 2003, 3:47 AM
wow.
on some deleted poem
7 Oct 2003, 6:14 PM
wow... simple yet well captured. a ten i say.
on Squeeze it out... by mrpresident
7 Oct 2003, 6:16 PM
hohohoh almost orgasmic! 7!
on some deleted poem
7 Oct 2003, 6:23 PM
i hear you.
on some deleted poem
7 Oct 2003, 6:06 PM
I think I'll feed this silence
With the sounds of my broken heart.
I like that. I love this one. Great.
With the sounds of my broken heart.
I like that. I love this one. Great.
on silent struggle by princesszoe
7 Oct 2003, 6:08 PM
heartfelt. 8.
on some deleted poem
23 Oct 2003, 12:29 AM
This is good... I can't point a finger to what captivated me. Perhaps its the images so wonderfully weaved throughout this piece. It feels quietly magnificent. Thank you.
on some deleted poem
23 Oct 2003, 12:31 AM
"When I blink, Iâm afraid youâll disappear from sight"
I know how this feels.
I know how this feels.
on some deleted poem
23 Oct 2003, 12:33 AM
I notice your works centers around one theme. This one is not as good as your other works. 6.
on some deleted poem
30 Jun 2005, 7:01 PM
thank you for the comments and criticisms. i do agree with all of you regarding this poem. after reading, it does seem pretty awful and disorganised. i won't remove it as a reminder.
on Mother Earth by TLRufener
3 Jul 2005, 7:56 PM
generally, this is a wonderful write. wistful and rather fleeting. it could use more poignancy though. i had to read several times to feel it. perhaps its the structure.
on Crack baby by Caducus
3 Jul 2005, 8:03 PM
I really like how cold you make birth feel in this poem. a somewhat recycled feel. like a tired soul being reused to birth an inadequate baby. the images come in chilling shards. the ending was like poison, a gentle deadly surprise. i didn't expect the poem to touch on death in the end. thank you for sharing.