Galerius

spike, since your just 13 i'm going to assume that you are still tinkering with your poetry much more than many of us here. so i'll go easy. Seven months ...

We want Xbox360, Ps3 and Wii! Fast games Not slow old black and white films. We want sports cars, motorbikes and quad bikes! Fast wheels Not cranky old Rovers. We ...

clearly you havent picked up anything the reviews of your previous poem... Sat beneath a timid tree, Her branches tremble so. The wind bids to sooth me, with gentle winds ...

ah, now i am beginning to believe that this site really does house literature after all. onto the matter... Beat is not in tea shades Not in peasant wanderings Or ...

This is a sequel of sorts to my much-loved Winter Road poem. I don't think it's as good as Winter Road but it's pretty good, I think. uh, your winter ...

Little girl you've wandered so far... Lost the light of your guiding star, Found the light of another star-- A morning star-- nope, doesnt fit at all with the title ...

The stars listen as I call your name. You never answer. this doesn't even make sense. what do the stars have to do with anything? are they a metaphor for ...

i'm not even going to bother giving this a line-by-line critique because of how devoid of imagery, metaphor, symbolism...well, its devoid of pretty much everything but words. so a girl ...

Okay, well first of all i do like it. And second it should not be past, it should be passed. And third break it apart like after every period enter ...

I'm a glass child, still a child. I could be broken by the slightest heartache. oh come on, there has to be a better way of telling us this without...well, ...

Cradling our hearts in each other’s minds, we listen to the waves as they whistle, swell, then draw away. good contrast in the first line, hearts and minds go together ...

Figures crowed my tear swollen eyes. Everyone in my life whom I've loved; all the enemies that I still despise. What did they crow? the harsh laments of a lover ...

The best of friends can hurt the most. The wound, it mends, but never goes. i like this beginning, very assertive. almost as if you're telling the audience "hey! I'm ...

We can be anywhere just you and me. We can go anywhere just wait and see. This is the way it's got to be, I'll wait for you...if you wait ...

Faux replaces where reality once dwelled as I pray, that one day, my time will come. I already like this, although you're right its short. The faux in the beginning ...