bubblewrapped

quintessential wistful marionette delicious and lots of other words...I often annoy people by saying OMG isnt that word awesome? and they just dont get it. Finally some people who understand! ...

Didnt you know, Duskglimmer? Innocence is out of fashion. Naughty is in! Sexual ads are so irritating. We had one over here that was so gross, every time I saw ...

Oooh morbidity! I'm so there!...Ahem. Yes. Well. Anyways...for my fantasy funeral I want there to be a great big party. Good food (my favourites), fun music, lots of people saying ...

Blank Paper (aka Writers Block) down in the dark where ideas lurk like twisting steamy vapours amidst cold trees; there you will find me sitting alone and wondering at a ...

Never mind Incandescence (I can see he's his usual pleasant self), personally I reckon this poem is really something. Sure, its not perfect (what poem is?) but I certainly dont ...

Innocent I see you, little girl sweet child, baby girl and I watch your small heart breaking- yet again. you’re in my memories, little girl my heart, my dreams, baby ...

You make us all look bad, you know. You really do.

Gotta love David Bowie. And Labyrinth :D Have to say though, as a poem this one kinda leaves me cold. The last line is the only line with any power ...

Wow Firestarter, you've really improved in leaps and bounds since I was here. And you werent half bad then lol. Kudos mate. I love this poem. You've really got the ...

Drowned you were dead and gone before I found you sprawled in a romantic heap on the sand (but still dead). I tried to breathe some love into your darkness ...

I like this. I do. Some lines have too many syllables, but the ending is good, blunt and very direct. I like the images, too, the way you explain things ...

OK, so its kind of...weird. And I freely admit its not deep; its a warm-up poem. The creative juices arent flowing yet after months of being on sabbatical. But it ...

The Hard Facts I am convinced now that this world is a terrible place if it has you in it. You with your tearful eyes, your sad farewells, your red-black ...

Superb. Magic. I LOVE this poem. The images are truly echoes of the poetic Sublime and your rhythm is perfect. I'm gushing, but hey, aint it great to be appreciated? ...

I loved it - except for the last line. I hate the last line. Get rid of it. Change it. DO SOMETHING WITH IT BEFORE I GO CRAZY....ok, I'm sane ...