bloodshot blue blood soaks the carpet, old mastodons with their busted tusks and rubber trunks stretched out,...
Aww I miss skinny. :(
I loved these parts the most... Also, thanks for resurrecting the past and bringing up all the old threads!
Thanks for taking the time to read my stuff, I really, really appreciate it. I realize that there are probably way too many pieces here / other...
Aw, I didn't mean to offend by saying that! It's just that I felt that it was a bit excessive and therefore seemed juvinile..sowwy!
You kind of break the flow of the piece with that last stanza. I would consider rephrasing or playing around with that first line in the last...
As everyone above me have said your flow due to rhyme is great, and it's the kind of rhyme that isn't trite and boring too....
Thanks for digging up my thread! I liked this, it's compact but says enough. It's whimsical and fun and so very true. 2nd line especially was...
Ahhhhhhhhhhh BUSH. I used to be really into them, back in the 90's. Uhm, I'm pretty sure they've gone their separate ways and perhaps it's for the...
I liked this and the last line. Although I wish you would have elaborated on the quicksand metaphor as in...how would it feel if you -really- were...
Hi Musikero! Wow what a downer! heh Your rhythm in this was great, I liked the pace.
There used to be a bunch of people on this forum who were "regular" contributors and writers, but then they've either gotten too busy or just...
I try to respond to pieces that have potential when improved or those that have sparked my interest, but if I see that the person and I just won't...
I don't really care for definitions, but I do agree with your personal beliefs, others might not and that's just how it goes. I wish more people...
One of my poems was published in a uni. creative arts magazine, but that's about it. if you don't count a few times online.
I liked Microwave Oven and Emily Dickenson. These are pretty fun.
Fused ganglia, tangled hair, confused tongues. We speak with the slight movements of our eyes. Add me to the equation, keep me in...
You will be my shipwreck, drinking ruby wines with either baby blossoms or frustrated owl wives, drinking till dawn into their coral eyes...
Haha I liked it a lot! The end made me smile.
Last meal consisted of inconsistent, interrupted dialogues, downcast eyes and silver forks scratching against china. I...
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