I love it! The rhyme rhythm and structure are all appropriate to subject. The sentiment is wonderful too. I love the story it tells over all it is a good go around for a simple poem. Keep this up! You seem like a wonderful poet. You clearly put an effort into this but it looks effortless.
I like this poem. It's cool how I feel this way sometimes when trying to write in an unfamiliar poetic form. Usually I give up halfway through. I mainly write free verse, haiku, or limericks. Though I haven't written a limerick for this year's contest. Oh well...
This is a very dark story. It has good character development and a definite plot. It ticks off all the boxes for good fiction in my opinion. I would suggest you select more genre tags because if someone nominiates you for a quill, you have another opportunity to win for each category you select.
This poem claims to be dark and lives up to the claims. It is of a sort of armageddon, all about the end where dark and light become one. It portrays love as the root of all conflict. I would have to say it isn't love that is the root but jealousy. It doesn't seem fair to blame love.
This story builds suspense from the first word. It isn't really pressing suspense. It is the kind of suspense you feel before talking to your boss. You don't understand the stakes of this story until the third to the last paragraph. This isn't just about his job it is about his life.
What a beautiful story. I love the way you describe seeing everything for the first time. I love the mother's emotional reaction. The way the glasses opened up the world for her. Waiting to see until the fifth grade is sad, but thank god for that fifth grade teacher!
The two phrases after the semicolons seem out of place. I think the whole thing would read just fine without them. I like the rhyme scheme. it falters in a couple of places in terms of rhyming but that's okay. Overall nice poem. Good job and keep them coming.
I really feel for the little girl. And the mother, but then again the mother must have ultimately found her prince charming that could see the beauty within. At least that is what I want to believe coming away from this story I don't want to think of the other possibilities.
Absolutely hillarious! Absolutely Andre! I can so see this whole thing in my mind's eye. Except how Andre set up a magical portal to a Dennys parking lot. That I can't see. I just don't see that drunken monkey having the patients to do the proper calculations. Then again, maybe he was aiming for Red Lobster and he missed because he skimped on the math.
This is a description of a true unending love. You can taste the passion of it and the implication that it was at first sight. How many of us can ever hope to experience this kind of love? Does it matter or does it just matter that this kind of love can exist to give us hope.
I think the parallels between our country as a whole and the reaction of an individual to the grief process. But I am not sure that grief looks the same for a country as it does for an individual. I don't think the country even acts like a small group would. The pain is too deep and contagious.
I like this ode to the coming of a new year. I especially like that it is of a year that didn't turn out a complete disaster. 2018 was a pretty good year for me. I love the reference to God's blessings from the past year and for the year to come. Good poem.
Coolness. The way you slip the special abilities in there is almost sneaky it almost made me think my imagination was getting away from me but then bang waterkinesis and invisibility. Awesome! Great way of establishing a character too. I mean at first it seems like he's just an ordinary barrister then wow!
The form looks too hard for me to follow well enough to write. But you seem to have. That alone impresses me! The theme of the poem is positively wonderful. Everyone could use a reminder that worries are temporary and that having a little fun melts them away.
Interesting start to something. I think it is for the best that he goes through the changes. Things like this tend to build character and that is something the character seriously lacks in the beginning. I am sure that by the time he gets back he will have a totally different world view.
This is a haunting poem, it almost describes how I think death would feel. But the last line suggests that the poet is still alive. I wonder what happened that the poet feels it necessary to enter this kind of state. Was it trauma? A failed relationship? So much is left for the reader to speculate about. Even so the reader feels empathy for them.
i like this story poem. i particularly like it in the form of several connected haiku. the word choices all seem to fit and it is a pleasant read even though it is about the toad eat fly life of wild animals. it is a graceful poem with a less than pretty subject.
I don't really like the flow of this poem. There is no rhyme or rhythm. I can usually handle that in a poem I write a lot of free verse too. The thing is the language is necessarily flamboyant. The word choices seem poor because they don't feel like they go together in a coherent theme. It's like the words were used for the sake of using them not for the sake of meaning.
This is a story about a family. I love the quirkish normalcy of it. There are more siblings in this family than I had and grandparents that I didn't have but the overall tone made me feel like I was growing up with them too and it was all the normalest of the norm.
Firstly I would suggest you change one of your genres to fantasy. it is more appropriate than contest entry or other. It would also help set up reader's expectations. That said it is a lovely story about a fantastical world. I love the shape-shifting little boy.
This makes the groundhog quite the sympathetic victim of false notoriety. Poor thing wants a girlfriend and they are yanking him around to "judge" the weather for the next six weeks. I really feel for this poor creature. It is a cool poem and reminds me only slightly of the movie. I would like to think that Bill Murray went through what he did because the groundhog cursed them all.
I like most of it but I think it would flow slightly better if you changed conceals to concealed read aloud it just doesn't sound right. I love the images and the metaphors. I wish I wrote this little beauty. was this for a contest? If it wasn't you should see if any would fit it.
The poem is good and I really like the first two parts but the last reads kind of awkwardly. The structural parameters are probably why so I won't entirely fault the poet. Maybe something could have been done differently but it is overall a good poem.
Kaleb sounds like a cute and precocious child. The things kids say are often surprisingly wise for their age. My nephew is developmentally delayed, he is six and is only just starting to ask these questions. I love him to death but some of his questions are darn near impossible to answer.
Short but sweet. It is a surprisingly complex take on dawn given the simple vocabulary. It is almost childlike, in a good way. Everyone can follow and understand this poem, even a child, yet it very much has an appeal even to mature readers. I love this poem.
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