Galerius

Hi darthmaul1001, I hope that you are new to poetry, because this was bad. As I stare into your eyes, the color of the open sea. First of all, comparing ...

Hi Rosey Unicorn, No thanks. I understand that it's supposed to be flash fiction and yes, that will mean that it's tighter and open to more extrapolation than most stories, ...

Hi RedBird, As I walk home, From tasks unwanted, The wind begins its blowing, As monstrous clouds Begin their snowing. What is the point of "tasks unwanted"? The only reference ...

Hi sokool115, A silver lining Graces every soft contour Traced in light by some skilled Hand; A blanket of sweet nothings to comfort a childlike mind; Good beginning. I have ...

Hi smorgishborg, You, the Arsonist The writing exercise in front of the class concerns a pile of leaves depressed and repressed stricken from nature and laid to rest Not sure ...

Hi Demeter, The piercing sound of the phone echoed in the hall. A grey cat miaowed disapprovingly the exact moment Mrs startled in her chair. She rose and went for ...

Hi pudin.junidf, Not the morning lights or the dying days. Not the living tree or the darkened night. Nothing can be compared to you. Nothing in the masterpiece of this ...

Hi Kylan, yellow djinnis of smog rising from the spot, isolating the sun like a variable This is a mathematics reference? Isolating variables to solve a problem? Why? – red, ...

Hi Tusker93, This is bad. There are ways to confront metaphysical and philosophical issues in poetry, and this is by no means an acceptable one. Barring the first few lines, ...

Hi FLyerS, BOOM-boom BOOM-boom Your heartbeat BOOM-boom BOOM-boom Is constant BOOM-boom BOOM-ba-boom my heartbeat BA-boom-boom ba-BOOM-BOOM will falter BOOM-boom BOOM-boom Your heartbeat BOOM-boom BOO

Hi dogs, You are the sun and the moon, The mdnight shine and the golden glow. You are the flickering light adn teh shattered bulb, The flashing lights and the ...

Hi J.R.S., You told me not that you were leaving, You told me not of what I wanted to hear, You simply left me grieving, Growing sadder with each tear. ...

Hi mimimac, He sat alone at home, Each minute a painful wait, The clock hand moving slowly, Each tick lessening faith. The pseudo-imagery that somewhat makes an appearance and then ...

Hi writ3r, Fear. Like a Snake That creeps across The grass. Idea here is vapid, inconsistent. Who is fearing? I would assume that it is the observer, but that is ...

Hi JK, I know this sounds really, really emo at the beginning, but bear with me. It gets better. Look, having a disclaimer at the start of any poem is ...