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    Screaming Roses

    the earth takes rootthe trees fallas mankind follows suitthe end of all That's a very suitable, decent ending for a poem like this. However, I found a few flaws. One ...

    Chevy - Mon Jan 17, 2005 3:33 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    You and I

    So I'm bending the rules, and writing a preface, but not about my poem, more about it's inspiration. If anyone (moderators) can tell me where a good place to put ...

    A.O. Avalon - Fri Jan 14, 2005 10:09 pm

  • 7

    This was really good guys! I wish I had something to say...but I don't. *sigh*

    Sam - Sun Jan 09, 2005 8:38 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Let Me Cry

    I know this poem needs a lot of fixing so I need all the advice and crtiqiung I could possibly get!!! Thanks!!! I watched her hit you without swinging, It ...

    Chevy - Fri Jan 07, 2005 2:26 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Please Help Me...

    Ok, this poem...this is for Alicia of my best friends...who committed suicide. She died on 11-11-04, a thursday, but she had been brain dead for exactly one week...this poem...writing ...

    Soyala Amaya - Fri Jan 07, 2005 1:45 am

  • 12

    get away from meyou're nothing but a two-faced lyncathropic waste of space. One minute the aura of beauty radiates like a rising sun Second minute I see the fangs and ...

    Firestarter - Thu Jan 06, 2005 8:15 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    no regrets, darling

    Look at me, darling, this has gone far enough. I know you still love me. Don't try and run from it or hide love is a bullet which pierces your ...

    Firestarter - Wed Jan 05, 2005 6:19 pm

  • 12

    This is Not an Apology And I’m not sorry am I, because I never Apologize when I don’t mean it You can shout until your lungs turn blue and your ...

    bubblewrapped - Tue Jan 04, 2005 9:16 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic

    children die, c'est la vie and dust blows across an empty yard. the black dog chews on a child-sized soccer ball, but no remonstrating voice echoes out across the silence. ...

    faith - Mon Jan 03, 2005 8:58 pm

  • Poetry » Dramatic

    (supposing life is inherently black, like the shadows od his hair) suppose life clicks into place on your lips and kills all colour - - the peachy pink of your ...

    Liz - Mon Jan 03, 2005 6:12 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic

    this blood wants to be free instead of ever-sluicing in my veins. it hates the dullness, the monotony. so, i am only relieving it, letting it drain. it bites and ...

    Liz - Wed Dec 29, 2004 6:32 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic

    Democracy ‘Let the fight begin’ the leaders cry ‘For a better nation for Australians to live in!’ There are tears of relief as a man is sentenced to the ward ...

    dyingmoon - Sun Dec 26, 2004 10:43 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    beneath the skin

    groggy blood wanders sleepily in my veins, hauling its great load and never safe from the papery, flimsy film of my white skin. it is hardly immortal; rather weak and ...

    Liz - Sat Dec 18, 2004 4:33 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic

    Sometimes, I just dont get it...poems turn out so different than I intend! This one was about how sometimes I'm just insensitive to other people because I dont react as ...

    bubblewrapped - Thu Dec 16, 2004 1:44 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    On Catching a Falling Star

    Something a little older, recently reworked just a bit. Thought I'd give it a go. -- A star high in the heavens Falls gloriously to earth Streaking through the night ...

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    Morran - Thu Dec 16, 2004 12:54 am

Isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes but when you look back, everything's different?
— C.S. Lewis