Jasmine Hart

This is really great, Kylan. I might put; "of an arbor bride " and "and drums that shatter cherry blossoms" on lines of their own, purely for the sake of ...

Thanks Rika, thanks Kit. Kit, I've made your little edits. No, Poll na bPeist (Powl nah Bahyst) wasn't a typo...I'd sent this to my folio and forgot that name was ...

Thanks Kit. I'll dismantle it at some stage. Here's yesterday's; I Don't Understand The Meaning Of Rain *submitting* By the way, if you'd like to see any of the ones ...

I'll critique poetry if you pop the links here. I tend to avoid soppy love poetry...I personally don't like it so it's hard for me to be objective. I tend ...

Lovely. You express yourself perfectly, and I can't fault it. The flow is good. It might be interesting, as Adna said, to try extending it. Jas

This is really great, Ed. I love your imagery and all the clever details you add, and how you somehow make them fit beautifully. I love the first line, and ...

Your imagery is good here. I really love; "misty maze", and "meadows of elation." I think you could cut "it" from the first line, so it's more to the point. ...

I'd love one on this if you get a chance; I'd be only too happy to return the favour. Just PM me with a link if there's anything I can ...

I like mine from the fifth and the sixth. The rest are somewhat questionable...

I agree about it being like prose...I think I'd read it aloud to get a better sense of the rhythm. I think; "Water is divided for drinking and cooking; he ...

Please don't! Your influence rocks. :) A rather pathetic offering from yesterday, I'm afraid...note to self...try not to leave poetry writing until midnight! SATURDAY APRIL 12TH Like coming home. The ...

Ya...any ideas as to how to begin unravelling it?

*Apologies for the double post, I'm trying to resurrect this.* Brigid I nodded, cast Siofra a warning glance, and followed Oisin and the boys off the ship. "Stay close." Oisin ...

I've been there, but it's looking pretty lonely over there...

Abigail I walked. I walked until I could no longer see the house, until my shoes and the end of my skirt were covered in mud, and I was soaked ...