Liz

I walked so far away from you and your deep, cement eyes, but I never forgot one footstep printed in them. My own footsteps on loose ground reminded me of ...

It's starting to confuse me, the fact that Spring will fall into Autumn like spiderwebs being swept off my ceiling, so rapidly that when I open my eyes the seasons ...

I bit into my chocolate heart and it tasted like peppermint, looked like sugary emeralds inside. I ran my tongue along the calender and it tasted like raspberry, looked like ...

I liked the concept and all, but it was dragged out. That might have been a technique but it does seem like pointless rambling after a while. Very well-written rambling ...

Yeah, it an an innocent quality to it which added to the poem. Good concept, well expressed.

Simple yet emotive.

You walked in with your arm still in that milk chocolate sling and the stitches ripped out of your thumb like the bindings of the calender have been ripped out ...

Not bad. I just think it needs a bit of the moment it's everyday-conversation kind of thing. You need some images etc. Nice idea though, keep the conversational tone and ...

I agree with started off well but it kind of read as a bit of a joke from then on. I like the image of grinding glass into your eyes ...

This was good. I liked the ending especially. And i can see how it's "a mine" not "of mine", as Meshugenah suggested. You mean like a gold mine, right? Anyway, ...

Grey grains of dehydrated sand in the colossal hourglass slip like dusty water to the bottom and glint mockingly at me as my eyes glare at the calendar. I went ...

Hmm not bad. I found it kind of pointless, and that can be good sometimes, but this wasn't hugely interesting. Cute though. Nice job.

Yeah, very thought-provoking and original. I liked it a lot.

Full of cliches yet nice in a way. Just take out the &s (come on, it's not that hard to write "and") and add a bit of interest and it'll ...

I am so c-major chord it hurts. To think that I did not need anybody else to stitch my own sunshine seems beyond naive now. To think I could stand ...