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This isn't too bad, it's emotional and what not. My problems with this is that there's no imagery.

their skin is gray and wrinkled, rippling under our hands It's hard to picture this because I am not sure if you mean the rings, the tusks, the knives. If ...

Some formatted poem that I cannot spell the name of. (the type of poem, that is.) Playing titanic. Hopelessness makes up the canopey that hides the sun as I walk ...

Laments of a well dressed god. I found my shirt in the woods, on the black ground, saturated with the day's tears and the atmosphere sighed with a cold boredom. ...

untitled Green carpets are shreded and scattered in blades, guiding our feet and keeping them off the lambent brown floor. As we walk; through the giant's shadow, whose body is ...

Just looking at it, it's too repetitive in the foruth stanza. Questions in a list isn't the most entertaining. Sorry, I'm just lazy and leaving a comment. Good luck, keep ...

There's not really anything to relate to... It's just a lot of random images that aren't tied to any thought. Other than that you're good. Good luck, keep writing.

I can make the rain seem skitzophrenic So, you're standing in the corner, staring out the glass doors at this town that holds change to every color. Dripping sunlight over ...

The fourth storm I make my way to the stairs, quickly climbing to "salvation", as a fury stormed my home, with flashing lights of red and blue. Greeting me at ...

The third storm The labeled lost are found in my orderly home, where I carry all problems through the front door that is mostly rusty hinges. I pasted a doctor's ...

The second storm I search my pockets for answers and my fingers find holes, where thought and possession made their outline on my heart. As they fall, lost to the ...

The first storm As I wait on the street corner, by an old cemetery, black gated and run down, frozen in silence. Except for the crunch of his boots, each ...

Hey, nice poem. From what I can tell (and that's not a lot!) this has no errors =D. I liked the simple presentation of ideas and everything. Very nice. GREAT ...

"disillusionment went lurking around". (Hey! Wasn't that personification? XD ) what does it add to your poem? Disillusionment is running around, cool but so what? Make the connections.

The use of the "beat" can be cleverly played with. I like the stars example. This seems more like a practice poem, so I am not going to review it. ...