I always have the tedious desire to describe even what's right before my eyes.
When I first saw your sofa, I said to myself "Retro,
orange striped with brown, devoid of ornamentation:
a pure 90's remake of the 70's."
I suppose the writer in me outshines all other tendencies
This makes sense. I kinda do the same thing, but I more revert everything in the world to anime...guess its that wonderful desire to be an anime` screenwriter. Anywho, this was another poem that I enjoyed. Seems like the writer always come out in all of us. Especially when we love to do it.
I like it, i think it's really cool, maybe you might want to drop the last line, the one before read to me as a perfect ending(plus it seems to describe me;) a writer before everything else). cool, hope you're doing better. and that one guy, he couldn't write anything half as good if he had 5 hands and 2 brains(instead of his 2 hands and no brain hehe).
I don't think you should delete anything that is true. The world needs more truth in it. I liked it very much except for the last line. It seemed tacked onto the end unnecessarily. But I can certainly identify. We all have those sorts of quirks. You the one of the writer, I the one of the scientist, analyst, skeptic. Nice work.
this made me smile. the last line is great. no, you're not mad, you're just interested in your enviroment with a kind of child-like naivete which we lose way too often. but as writers we need it. we need to observe and describe. anyway I would like such a sofa. great description and a really good poem. don't delete it.
heh- cute poem. I love the description of the sofa, but it hurts me eyes to look at the line. It's probably just me, but the length of the one line bothers me, though that's probably just my OCD-side speaking.
Besides this, the only other suggestion I have is to tweak the last line; it seems a little awkward to me, but I'm not sure why. (lol.. well this was a completely innane comment)
Well anyway..nice poem and kudos on the karma awards They're so shiny...
Sounds like you're getting to be more "inside" than "outside". Some people can spend hours a lone, sometimes laughing sometimes angry without there needing to be another person within a mile. Others need to be talking or doing something constantly with other people. The people who are more inside find it much easier to focus, but are often overthink things to anxietous degrees depending on how far skewed in they are. I find that point when getting staying up too long at night but others find it through isolation or even drugs. The point in which the little voice takes over. Creativity and focus are used at full potential. Mumbling even, then laughing. Then when question only a few unsatisfactory connections are given as explaination to random bursts of laughter. It makes sense, but has it's drawbacks..
nicely done. my only nt is with 'willfully and blissfully'-it kind of sticks out from the rest of the poem in tone. it's just my opinion-maybe that's exactly what you want. it's a great description of a sofa. :-)
I would like to think like that. I do think of 'I want to write about that.' But I'm not fully into the whole description thing, like you said about that sofa. I don't think you've gone mad, just gone descriptive. (Spelling?) LoL I liked this, great write! -blt