This was a very unusual piece of poetry. It has an almost dystopian or apocalyptic feel to it. Excellent images of the volcano that took both father and brother from her. The loneliness and the threat she lives with are very clear, and the rhyming was excellent.
Ha! Well, I'm going to follow the instructions for the rating, but don't tell anyone - I actually enjoyed this. Okay, so the sardines was bad, but I loved the idea of the zombies invading the cinema to watch the superstar 'undead'. And who knows; maybe zombies really do love a good laugh!
I have to admit that I was somewhat relieved that I'm not seeking publication after reading this piece. There are so many hidden rules, plus piles of obvious ones too. I think you are right about that first sentence being crucial to getting a potential editor to read further.
Very informative.
This is one of those poems that takes the reader in one direction, then at the end leads them to another. Beautiful descriptions of nature, with the forest and the mountain, all the different things to see. I particularly liked the bears, and the compassion showed to them. This truly is a great example of how effective the imagination can be.
Wow, well that was a really passionate moment! Such beautiful descriptions of the jade nebula, those dancing flecks reaching up to kiss the moon (a fantastic image). I love the idea of the tiny infinity and the melding together, and I can well imagine the loss when that moment is over.
This actually comes across as quite a romantic piece of poetry. The voice is clearly one of loneliness and wants that to end. There is also a note of caution not to let the depression of the voice spread to the one spoken to. There is a commitment though, that love will be rewarded, in the sixth couplet.
Nice writing.
Thank you once again for introducing me to a new poetry form. This one sounds quite challenging, but also appealing. Beautiful descriptions of darkness and light, and the shadows that form and change. I particularly liked the idea of the 'unending waltz'.
This is an excellent poem with the message of 'act in haste, repent at leisure'. I doubt there are many of us that haven't heeded this advice, at least on occasion. I particularly liked the two lines about the letters, but it's not an easy thing to leave them unread.
Nicely done.
It certainly is true that we never know what life has in store for us, just around the corner, and it must have been an absolutely devastating blow. What really struck me about this piece was Anna and her resilience. She must have been really dedicated to dancing to continue in the circumstances.
Nice work.
There really is something about balloons that children seem to love - and some adults too. Maybe it's because of their bright colors and their light weight; or perhaps it's that they are so bouncy. You certainly did a great job of expressing the childlike wonder in this.
An interesting way of looking at things is expressed here. I agree that we certainly lose track of ourselves and our dreams as we get caught up in living in society, trying to find our place in it. And I also agree that each and every day throws up challenges. Another thing that this brought to my mind was the fact that roses have thorns!
Oh, wow! That sounds like a trip to make me jealous. And funnily enough I was talking to a writer friend a couple of days ago who used to drive past Helm's Deep going to and from work every day. I used to love the Lord Of The Rings movies - even now they would be hard to beat, and I can only imagine the magic of the moment as you found yourself in Hobbiton.
This certainly seems to be a very unusual but equally effective poetry form. Initially I did not realize how complicated a form it was - just goes to show how well you wrote it. A good message to convey, for there certainly are much more important things in life than wealth and fame.
Very enjoyable.
I really enjoyed the way you built up the scene, with the tulip tree and the doe with her fawn. This all went nicely together to create a romantic and fairy-tale atmosphere for the the remainder of the piece. 'I never want to wake up from this dream...' was a line that really summed up the mood of the entire poem.
I loved this poem! I can only imagine how often this turns out to be true. The first taste of adulthood in the form of college can be a really heady experience, but eventually the other side has to make itself known in the form of jobs and chores that you have to now do for yourself.
Excellent!
I remember writing an essay for a more-or-less identical prompt, and I'm relieved to see that we agreed. I am quite openly an atheist, and on Booksie I actually had someone say that meant I lived by no morals. I answered that empathy is far more important to morality than religion ever has been.
I really liked the way you included examples to back up the argument, and also included footnotes.
You make an excellent point in this poem, Sophy. I really do think that while young there is a definite tendency to learn the minimum to get by, even when studying something that really holds an interest. There are so many other parts of life that intrude, and it's only later that the desire to learn for learning's sake kicks in.
Really well written ans I couldn't agree more.
You capture childhood very well in the opening verse; carefree, lighthearted and upward looking. I felt that this last point was particularly important, given the final line of the poem. Reality and loneliness always seem to set in and instead of looking to the sky we tend to look down.
I thought this was brilliantly done.
This is some fantastic writing! The descriptions of the sea in the prologue were so vivid it was easy to imagine oneself there with Quillan. One thing I noticed towards the end was the word 'feeting' - I'm not sure if you meant 'footing'.
Chapter 1 continued to be so well written. Excellent interactions between Quillan and Nolan.
I've got to admit that I really like the story concept - books, spellbound to stop them from being opened.
Definitely writing to be proud of.
You really managed to fit so many things in this story. The loss of friends and all that is familiar is always a very daunting one, and I really felt for the girl as she asked her friend's mother if she could stay. She did get some good advice.
And Facebook seemed to be beneficial for once, providing the information to make that room so welcoming.
Very enjoyable.
Ha! You made a very entertaining poem with the use of those homonyms, still maintaining an excellent rhythm and rhyme scheme. I think my favorite pair were: 'flecks' and 'flex'. I loved the appearance of the hare and the resulting effects on the hair too!
What a horrifying way to meet one's end. Thank you for this though, as it was not something that I had ever come across before, and I'm pretty sure the oubliette will come in handy one day.
You did a great job in showing the increasing insanity, brought on by the isolation, the hunger and the realization that there was no escape.
I guess this is what would be called a truly motivational write. I liked the way you broke it up in to different letters, but ultimately it comes down to the same thing - accept who you are, be true to yourself. It's something that sounds so easy but for some of us is very hard to do.
The tone was nice; direct, as though you were talking to your reader as you tried to point them to some 'positives'.
Nice work.
A cautionary tale indeed. Best to never let a door-to-door salesperson over the threshold, no matter how in need they make themselves sound. Both Becky and Maggie seemed angry, but not fearful. When I got to the end I couldn't help wondering if Dakota was behind it all.
Anyway, well written. The grammar and spelling seemed faultless.
This is a poem that encompasses so many senses. Being the rain was unusual, but you went on to give a good explanation of why. The element of oxygen is a choice that I could imagine a lot of people in love would go for.
It was the technology verse that got me really thinking.At first I thought that I would opt for being a keyboard instead, but then I realized you'd already got touch covered.
Anyway, this was a great concept for a poem!
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