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Everything busted open By the wind; her earthly things were blown Or was it her Who'd come back home... One last "hi-b-bye" To make the uncles cry |
I agree with them, also. I like where you stopped it, it was short and sweet, and it left you thinking afterwards with all these questions in your head, like any good piece of writing should do.| Posted on 2006-04-12 00:00:00 | by Kelly17 | [ Reply to This ] | Hey, | I agree with both of them. The point you left it at was perfect. It leaves you wondering. The pace and flow work well. *Let it Flow* Raven | Posted on 2005-12-13 00:00:00 | by Silent_Tears | [ Reply to This ] | i agree with TR, | it deffinatly made me think about who the poem is really about, it was short, but it was edgy, and you left it at a great place, its a good piece, thanx for sharing x x x x | Posted on 2005-12-13 00:00:00 | by secret kisses | [ Reply to This ] | Yeah, this was an abstract poem and it did really make me think about the things that you pointed out so you did your job well, lol. Tell me, what was your inspiration for this poem, or was it just something random you wrote down for no reason at all? Well, anyway, it was a good write. Keep it up and welcome to the site. | | Posted on 2005-12-09 00:00:00 | by Toxic_Rayne | [ Reply to This ] | |