PenguinAttack

Well now... I believe you have written something deeper than I can ever get to. And in my *absolute* favourite method of poetry - free verse. Poetry is all about ...

Friday. It’s the day that is often regarded as the best of the school week, if only because if signals the end. For one student, though, it was the most ...

You started off really well, and I thought I was going to really like this. Then you continued and it got a bit confusing and I think you lose your ...

Okay. I don't like this much at all. To begin with I though it was going to be good, but then it just went down hill. To begin with, I ...

Okay. I like the imagery of this, and how you make football into something almost noble, and like a true battle. As one who detests the sport, American football especially, ...

Mayhap it is the sun. I'm not sure I like this. It is cute and cryptic, both things I love... but something about it chips against the stone that is ...

okay. It is *very* odd to have a poll on a poem. Though, I can tell you Pen To Paper fits the subject much better than Script does. That is ...

I can see that it means something, which is important. I can also see that the repetition is done well, and I happen to enjoy these poems. What I cannot ...

I can say that I did like the flow of the poem and those parts that rhymed did not annoy me - as they often do - so you've done ...

I think you need a little work on the punctuation of this, to start with. For instance the last line has no full stop, and need a comma before the ...

I could walk back to my foreign car no doubt amassed by some sorry soul. This makes little sense.. what is actually being amassed? Are you sure you have the ...

Hrrmmm. I rather like this. I wasn't sure I would, but then once I read it through I decided that I really did like it. Nice work on that one. ...

Okay, this is an okay poem. I can't say I like it so much, though. Your first stanza would do well to be four lines long, the second line being ...

The crisp chill of the air sent shivers down her spine as she stared at the pristine scene before her. Steely grey eyes roamed over every shimmering mound. No one ...

James sat up quickly. He had been having a nightmare. Bethany laid next to him her arm still around his neck. James slid her arm away and looked down at ...