Listening to Your Stories

well, here's a poem of mine that doesn't make any sense. it's also in the random section, but even though it makes no sense at all, I LOVE IT...and yes, i'm a little out of it.

that would go on for me to come.
There was a everyday I was walking up that walkway,
I’d for usually listen to your stories sat slouching white house f what we all knew as Helen’s Lane,
At the edge with a picket fence and a porch hours.
You’d look at me for much
To where you swing.
It felt like waiting -needed advice.

i told you! makes no sense!

Actually, it kind of did. I liked it, up until the last line, which confused me. This was about telling stories, not getting advice. Please explain if you're going to leave that in there for us to interpret.

This is not in line with what I consider good poetry. It's too abstract for my own tastes, and I think you'll find that abstraction does not create good feedback, for future reference. No matter, most of the great poetry of our times is abstract, and I suppose if you can master abstraction, you can be one too. Most people just aren't that good.

It confused me a tad but after reading it a few times you start to understand it to some extent though I don't perticually love it.

Erm...I'm sorry, I didn't understand it. Though that's all right. I have a poem called "Welcome' that no one but me and my friends would understand. This poem might mean something to you, but everyone else will just be like 'huh?" If it means something to you, kudos, if it's just wasted web-space, well, whatever floats your boat.

Whoa...uh, lets just say that it isn't one of your best.

It was just too confusing, everything was happening at once, and everything was kind of nothing actually. Way too abstract like Incandescence said.

The last line was really confusing, even more than the whole poem itself, and it just didn't fit.

I liked it a bit, it was a good read for a few seconds, but I think you may have spent way too little time on writing this.

I don't know what to think of this poem, it sort of made sense at the beginning and then got confusing the rest of the poem. The beginning started to abruptly, I don't know why but it sounded like you took the beginning out from another longer poem.

Yes, you're right there, it makes no sense.

Wahey for randomness!

thanks jack for understanding!,lol
anyway, it was supposed to be confusing--no one was supposed to understand. it was actually a real poem, i just went and mixed up the words because i didnt like it anymore. i wanted it to be something that you wouldnt get--i hadnt expected anyone to like it either.

hey, it be good. I likes it, anyway. And yeah, it doe tell a story. And I appreciate the notice that it wasn't supposed to make sense; save me the hassle of having to complain about the random f in it. But for lots of the best poetry, you have to look at it crookedly to understand. I looked at this crookedly and felt like I got it, so, yeah, I'm rambling, I liked it.

I myself don't like it very much, though I do understand the feeling behind it. Judging by an above post, though, any feeling in it is accidental. So...there's not much to say, is there?

*baffled*
it wernt all that bad, didnt understand it but seeing that is what you were aiming for then yeah...ts pretty good lol.
keep up the good work