This is an uplifting piece that reminds me that sometimes fake it till you make it can really work in some circumstances. I have found for much of my life people have told me to smile. It can be really hard, but since I found my true love smiling happens spontaneously and I don't know if I smile because I feel good or I feel good because I smiled.
I love the way this is told, it reminds me of "Stand by me" I think is the name of the movie. It was the one where the friends found a dead body. It seems that every group of friends like this ultimately has that one adventure that takes them from a child to an adult in the span of a day.
I found this poem kind of sad. The homeless woman spends all day collecting crumbs and pieces of sandwiches from people's discarded lunches and then she feeds the pigeons with them. The pigeons don't show any sign of gratitude aside from meeting her there again the next day.
Ooooh sooo creepy. This is a twisted story. I can see my nephew doing this to his parents if they tried to take his youtube away. Yeah, maybe the parents shouldn't have been so strict. Or maybe they shouldn't have given him a set of demon-possessed construction toys
I thought this was a very dreamy fantastical view of a candle flame. I went for a more practical view. I tried to wax fantastic but mine didn't work anywhere near as well as yours. This is a lovely poem for this prompt. I might have put all of the info on the poem into the dropnote rather than just the meaning of candlelight just to leave the poem in stronger focus.
The theme of this poem is lovely. I like the contrast between the two homes and views. I hate that the view isn't as nice in the apartment but it's really good that the poem ends with the poet making some sort of peace with the changes that came with the move.
I like the focus of this poem it is very direct. It takes a very serious turn on the prompt. I saw a lot of light in the picture and this poem almost seems to take a darker take on it. It just goes to show how different people can see the same thing in so many different ways.
I like the way your theme flows all the way through the poem telling a story of a character. I had so much trouble I was throwing in practically unrelated sentences to keep to form. I feel you did a very good job because of this. I would put the prompt in a dropnote though it takes away from the poem to have the prompt almost taking up the same amount of space.
I am glad your lack of luck at gambling didn't put your luck in love on a tilt. This poem definitely illustrates the premise you present. You were lucky in love but it didn't allow for luck elsewhere. I hadn't heard the overall premise before but I have to say my life proves it out too.
It isn't really a full scene to me more of a short vignette. I didn't pick up any real character growth or change the stakes of the conflict just weren't quite clear enough for me. I understood the wager but not why kissla went along with it... she really didn't seem to gain much.
I am glad this story had a happy ending. So many in the middle of the worst part of the pandemic did not. I was worried the woman would give up and join her husband. I am glad that not only did she survive but she made new friends. Her kids are over protective.
Wonderful magical PSA. I love the premise and the story. Don't drink and fly! I would wholeheartedly get behind a tv campaign on this. I feel bad for Eliza. to go out that way in the middle of a successful career. It really is a sad cautionary tale. I promise never to drink and pick up a broom!!!
Awesome! It is totally cool and hilarious! I definitely think she should date steve! He at least didn't run away screaming like a girl! I love the twist you put on all of the horror characters I hope steve and Jessie become really close and invite the whole crew to their wedding!
This is an excellent synopsis. It draws you in without revealing too much. You should reference whether this novel stands alone or whether you should read the first one first. Meaning do you have enough backstory that someone who hasn't read the first one will be able to follow it. I think that is the only thing I would add to this.
This is good it is the perfect treatment for a cheating husband he deserves every thing he gets. The fact that the wife arranged it is totally cool and I would hope the trio eventually runs out of customers. But men will be men and follow their little friend around...
Yipes. Somebody leaped to a conclusion. There are dozens of reasonable explanations of hair from other people on a person, well maybe not a "personal" type of hair in a personal type of location but that was not specified. Heck she could have even worn a wig for one of her meetings just because a client didn't trust blondes or brunetttes.
Sounds like a pleasant fall afternoon. My poem was a little less optimistic this week but yours sounds like the kind of fun I love to curl up with. It is almost perky for being an ode to procrastination I mean there is a lot of things that NEED done but who cares?
I know anxiety very well. It does make every day and night an effort. Combined with post it is beyond crippling. Therapy helps if you can find a therapist you can manage to find one you trust. Medication is a lifesaver I am on Buspar and the dose I am at keeps me from being crippled by the anxiety.
Nice story. I love the sensations and it fits the prompt perfectly. I might put the prompt in a dropnote though I just like the way it looks in my contest entries. they seem so much cleaner to me that way. I really feel the character's sense of loss and could definitely see her crying out aloud in the end.
You took the prompt to middle ground. You didn't completely deny that promises could be kept but you also didn't deny that they could be broken. The overall tone of the poem is positive as though the kept promises slightly outweighed the promises that were broken.
This is an optimistically positive poem. I hope you are right about things moving forward. It is too true that common sense is uncommonly rare. I wish it would govern more of the decisions made by the government with regards to many things not just the environment.
I just can't wait to get old enough for winter to hurt like that. Sorry turning off sarcasm mode. THis poem was vividly descriptive and made me feel a little crotchety about my future. I thought it hasn't hurt yet so it never will. This fed me the truth and I didn't like the taste.
Pretty. I needed a little sunshine today. This was a nice little puddle of it. Just what the dentist ordered not so sweet as to cause a cavity but just sweet enough to lighten things up a bit. Thank you for posting this today. It really helped me. Thank you...
The wording is strong but the flow is a little awkward I'm not sure it is all in complete sentences or thoughts. It flits around touching a the edges of deep meaning before Tiptoeing back from it like it can't quite commit. I would reread it and adjust the wording to make it flow more smoothly to the end.
I like where you went with this prompt. I like that you went almost sci fi in your story poem, but really it is all about making the right choices at the right times. it is also highly romantic. It makes me sad for the parallel universe where you made the wrong choice.
one thing- when you wrote "Through out choices" i think you might have meant "Through our choices"
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