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A cautionary piece of poetry for all those that dare to slip into the sea, especially when the moon is high. You do a great job of showing the threat level that a shark can pose at any time, and how just their appearance can induce panic. Makes me glad I'm not one for going in the water.
I was drawn to reading this because it was about all disabilities - both the ones that can be seen and the invisible ones. Being self-diagnosed with ASD, with two sons that have been officially diagnosed, I know how difficult it can be to get acceptance.
This is quite a thought-provoking piece of poetry. The black on black gives a sense of depression, or at least of negativity, but then with the mention of white on white, blank on blank, the poem seems to be saying that it is all a matter of perspective which is seen.
If I've read this wrong I apologize, but that is what it means to me.
Well written, and the sort of poem that draws the reader in.
You created two good characters in this story. I've got to admit I felt like Billy sort of deserved what he got; I hate to see females viewed as conquests and Tracy certainly seemed to get the better of him. Some nice tense moments and good atmospheric description.
A very nice poem about the night sky through the eyes of a child. There's nothing quite like it for sparking off the imagination, going to directions never imagined before. I think it was a good thing that the mother was asleep; adults have a tendency to be grounded.
Another very enjoyable and effective poem about paganism and the older beliefs. I loved how you gave each element their very own verse, each very different to the others just like the elements are. Wonderfully worded to give a calming and inspirational read.
What a thoroughly enjoyable story this was. And very original too. I loved the idea of snow zombies! Quick thinking on the part of the younger population, getting those creatures to simply melt away, although I dread to think of the electricity bills.
Thanks for a much needed smile.
Wow, well this was one really compelling tale. I have to admit that right from the start I did not like the father and the way everything seemed to revolve around him. Alice might have been quiet and less aesthetically beautiful, but the constant singling out of her sibling could easily have pushed her over the edge.
It was a shame Anita's escape was not made in time to save her sister, especially as all the paintings which sparked the jealousy were destroyed.
Excellent writing, with good characters, faultless grammar and great pacing too.
This is a poem that certainly gets the reader to think about the concepts of good and bad as far as people go. There is a definite tendency in society to make sure those that push themselves forward get the rewards, while the more emphatic and considerate of us blend into the background.
I really felt for the child in the fourth verse. We all drop things, knock things over.
Anyway, very thought-provoking.
Hmm, that certainly sounds a plausible tale. And yes, I wonder why nearly all monsters or deadly creatures are considered male. I think having enough of the nine-to-five and other society pressures is very much an equal opportunities thing. I liked the way the Skunk Ape ended up with a kind of friend.
Two very different airmen you seem to have created here, although their differences seemed to be a lot more in line by the end of the poem. Jet Stuart made me think of one of those self-satisfied and rather conceited types, while Airman Volant was much more down to earth and accommodating.
This is the type of poem that I really enjoy reading. Anything that concerns the veils between 'here' and 'there' is always going to be one of my favorites. I loved the haunting and mystical feel you put into these words. The repetition works so very well.
I remember writing for exactly 81 words and that was challenging enough for me. You seem to have done a great job here with just 55 words to use. Two characters and an interaction; a definite beginning, middle and end. Altogether a very impressive piece.
This certainly seems to be written in a pretty challenging poetic form. I liked the way you described the necessary elements and added the information at the end of each line. Reading it again and ignoring the 'a's and 'b's, you really did manage to write something full of atmospheric description.
This is one of those poems that conjures up a real mental image in the mind of the reader. For some reason I found myself thinking of Romeo and Juliet, or some other pair of doomed lovers who prefer to drink the poison rather than go through parting.
Lovely writing.
This is a very atmospheric piece of poetry. So many Gothic elements incorporated into such a short piece, with the raven, the moon and those scented shadows. I especially liked the last line of the first verse. This really is a feast for the senses. Well done.
What a brilliant antagonist profile. Gary sounds like a really despicable person, interested in nothing more than himself and his own interests and is not above abusing and manipulating if it benefits him. His Aunt Betty, blind to his faults has made herself a perfect victim.
I really enjoyed reading about Gretchen and Aira, and their very special relationship with the other creatures of the forest. The redcaps certainly sounded like a nasty bunch.
One thing I noticed; in the final sentence of the first paragraph you have 'spent' twice.
Other than that, faultless writing.
What a really unique crime story this is. Right from the first section you made this into an intriguing tale with the interaction between Bernie and the policeman. I've got to admit that I felt quite sorry for the rat, but there's no denying that Bernie was very resourceful.
This is a poem that makes for a pleasant read. As much as you make the place itself sound so special with all those descriptions, I think it is those that are about the community that make this really special. There are not many places left where you don't need to lock your doors.
What a lot of words beginning with the letter 'p', which made this a really perfect alliterative read. I loved the humor, especially with the clver prodding to get up and get eating. The dialogue flowed brilliantly to make a very complete tale that was really enjoyable to read.
This was a lovely essay to read, and very well-presented too. I've seen pictures of those horses and they are absolutely gorgeous. Even in pictures you can see that they really do have strong personalities. What an excellent way to stop the spread of disease too.
You certainly seem to have done a good job in capturing the voice of a child. A bit of a spoiled one, from the sound of it, but maybe that's just the child's imagination taking over. There were a few grammar issues, but in this case they worked quite well; a young child would not be expected to get everything right, after all.
Oh, I really enjoyed reading this. There is something quite special about reading a story that has characters with familiar names from the site. It's certainly not an easy thing to do to get the balance of positive and negative feelings just right, but you made an entertaining read from the problem.
This is such a perfectly written piece of poetry, from the very first line to the last. Living in rural Ireland, there are still quite a few of such buildings around, some remaining as not much more than walls. I loved the way you brought all of the sense into play - altogether a poem to be proud of.
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