AngusMacdonald

Didn't spend very long on this poem, please let me know what you think! You can't make a rainbow, Nor strive to reach the pot of gold - It's story ...

Wow! I literally felt your frustration just by reading that. Well done yet again, PollarBear! You always manage to come up with a very simple but effective poem, and I ...

Love it Pollar Bear, just wandering if you were drawing on personal experience? If you were, she/he needs to open their eyes and see the poet that's trying to talk ...

This poem is really lovely, and it's deinfaely worthy cause you are writing for. I realize it's quite hard when writing and acrostic poem to be consistent over all the ...

I wrote this poem a while ago for my passed grandpa, I know it's not perfect but let me know what you think! His smile so aged and wise, His ...

Polar Bear, I like it actually, I think you were quite hard on yourself in the description.. Not every poem has to solve world hunger! And I think this one ...

Hi Jessa ! I thought your poem was very sincere, and heartfelt. Yet at times, I did find the structure and rhyming format very confusing and inconsistent - and I ...

What if we're all just hiding. And the truth won't ever come out. We lie and deceit and cower, Because in ourselves we see doubt. We don't want people to ...

Hi bookworm, I like this poem, it's not too complex or difficult to understand, and flows quite well. You made your points very clear, and supported the issues of the ...

To think that that was your first poem is amazing! So before I analyse or talk about it any further I just want to say great job, and keep it ...

I'm sorry, I think the idea is good, but the rhyming scheme is at times a bit average, and it seems as if you were trying to rhyme some things ...

There's nothing left, But the dreams of yesterday. And I bow my head. And I bow my head. For the landscape lies dead, And the trees and rocks and mountains ...

I think it's certainly very heartfelt, and that is clearly evident in your writing. I like the principle of the story, and I can relate to it a bit, but ...

It's like, I've had this epiphany -- Everything is clear. About the dead, the empty, the spent. About our greatest fear. We walk through this world, Facing struggles every next ...

I look up to the clouds, The suns embers begin to die. I see their gentle, wispy grey. Soft swirls of silver sing in the sky. I look up high ...