Young Writers Society

Wow. I liked this one. The ending certainly was the worthiest part of the poem - somehow you have a way of making the most remincient and boring situations interesting.

in fact, i started reading this poem and i thought "oh my god, i have to give this poet an amazing review." then i looked at the name and sighed. really, you take all the fun from life! (which is such a lie - your poems highlight these forums.)

i don't like the "so" in the second line, though. or maybe i'm just being way too picky because i have nothing else to say.

My favorite stanza is the fourth one too. I like how you discribe the snowflakes falling, and the barrier.

Want to know something sad? Snip Snip isn't making any of that up, about watching that movie yesterday. I was there, or at least was for about half of the first time. Seriously.

The first three stanzas are okay, but the fourth stanza makes the poem.

I. Am. Madly. In. Love. With. Frank. The SIX FOOT TALL BUNNY! Okay. I totally watched that movie like 3 times over and over last night, hahaha. But on your poem...

I like the present and past tense switch too! I think you use really bitchin' imagery. I especially think the last verse rocks. But, haphazardly sounds... a little out of place, and I think about those HAZARD! WET FLOOR! signs and space out for the rest of the poem. Might want to change that

Wow. I like this. The first thing I noticed was your switch between present tense and past tense, and I really like the effect it creates. Obviously past tense creates a feeling of memories, but even more so here. It's almost like a memory of a memory, which is really cool.

Not much more I can say about this, m'dear, sorry. I just really like the imagery you use and the feeling you create with this piece. Maybe it's just the storm outside that makes every word in this poem seem to reflect the "winter" you're writing about, or maybe it's just the way you use your words. I think it's both.

Anyway, this is a good poem. Nothing new, nothing that really stands out, but a good solid poem that can be absorbed slowly. I like it.

Makes me even colder.