carelessaussie13

Hi! I'm going to be reviewing your poem today... One word (to be followed my several other words): Clarify. My fingers are blistered from the strings, though they seem to ...

Hello and welcome to YWS! I'll be reviewing you poem today... Basically, I agree with the things Selin said about 'before I begin...' not leading to a beginning. I just ...

Hi! I'm going to be critiquing your peom today... First of all, wow! Are you really ten? Because good on ya for writing such wordy stuff so young! Second of ...

Hi. Oh my gosh. I really liked this. I mean, I really, really liked this. About halfway through this I realized I was totally focused inward, and your poem did ...

Hey there! Okay, so I know I hate it when people go all "Rule Number One" on me, but I'm gonna go "Rule Number One" on you because I think ...

Chapter Two 1. ARIA It’s over. The day is over. Aria collapses into the softness of her white hospital sheets and closes her eyes. Within her, the Monster’s armies rip ...

Hey there. I have some issues with your poem, but let's start with the good news. Ready? It was beautiful. Really beautiful. I loved the imagery; I read it twice ...

Hey there. I really iiked this. It's not often that a poet will go out of the frilly, lacey, flowy style and still get across a message. You've done it. ...

*Please don't write titles in full caps* CHAPTER ONE 1. PENNY She studies herself. Skin, legs, arm and hair bare their secrets to the mirror. She is only fifteen. She ...

1. PENNY She studies herself. Skin, legs, arms and hair bare their secrets tot he mirror. She sees her eyes; their black pits gleam with strength and compassion and something ...

Hey there. I read your poem. Want to hear what I think?? :-) Your rhyme was very forced and your rhythm was kind of . . . well, not there. ...

Hey there. I don't' believe we've met. I'm carelessaussie. It's a thing. Anyway. Things I liked: I liked the way you could interpret anything you wanted from the words there. ...

Hi there! I read your poem. Here's what I have to say about it: It read a little bit like an essay for a history class or something. LIke, Introduction: ...

Sickness had a smell. It was thick like honey, dusty like a summer without rain and acidic like the heavy stench of vinegar. Incense burned in each of the four ...

Hey there! Aussie speaking, how do ya do? Anyway, poetry. Right. I like what your saying here. I just think it could be said a bit better. Try this: imagine ...