I didn't mean to hit submit

by Firestarter

Published September 10, 2005

In Old Poetry

I loved this line - "and stare at the lava lamps [eachother]?" Nice.

Otherwise, do you really want more praise? I didn't really like the last stanza, it kinda killed the beauty of the two stanzas before it.

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zackrouda commented Comment · Oct 25, 2005

Holy shit dude. this is some powerful writing. is this a rough draft?

the last stanza is the best, whoever said it is not doesn't know anything about poetry.

The fish are a metaphor for him and whoever else, gosh.

And it fucking cuts.

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Elizabeth
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Elizabeth commented Comment · Oct 24, 2005

I don't understand the poem, but what i think I do understand from it actually comes from your crummy last stanza. WEAK FROM STRONG MAN!
Ahaha, i got that wrong didn't i?
Yes...yes I did...
Damn it and damn Courtney...

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Twinkling Starz
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Twinkling Starz commented Comment · Oct 24, 2005

It's not absolutely wonderful, but nice. I like the fact that you mentioned many colors in the poem, it gave more detail.

I really like the last stanza. Good ending.

-Twinkles

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Misty
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Misty commented Comment · Oct 23, 2005

I didn't like it. I didn't get it. I found it to be repetitive and boring. The title was good though.

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Matt Bellamy
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Matt Bellamy commented Comment · Oct 23, 2005

I liked the last stanza, it seemed quite symbolic, an anti-climax to show something has ended. Good description, well delivered.

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Snickers commented Comment · Oct 23, 2005

i thought it was ok but i have to agree with firestarter i didn't really like the last stanza

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Ieatworms
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Ieatworms commented Comment · Sep 11, 2005

I'm glad you hit submit. I enjoyed this. My complaint is the abundance of precise color terminology all grouped together. You use non-sequiturs very well.



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