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I searched for your work since you commented on mine, and I am so very, very impressed! Like one person already said, I'm sure the metaphors go far deeper than I can imagine. This is really an admirable piece of work! You made the rhythmic structure flow so flawlessly - did it take a lot of work, o...

I see what the Gordmeister's getting at. The way I read it at first flowed just fine to me, though. I suppose it just depends on how you're reading it. Ultimately, I very much liked this work. The way you were able to keep consistent with the theme of shadow and darkness without veering I think is q...

This really hasn't warranted any responses for this long? Boy, am I glad Mr. H bumped it up!
I'm moved several times throughout this poem, from serene to agitated and back to serene. It's strange, but I like it.

great work, im actually studying this as as i read i found many things to think about and the several outcomes possible. very intriguing when you think about it. well done, i will finish annotation sometime soon =] Hey, thanks for the comment. :thumbsup: If it's intriguing, then I guess I did my jo...

This poem is just astonishingly fantastic, BeeJay. I can almost hear the words being put to music as I am reading it. Not to mention, I can relate both to the metaphor of a doll that I confided in as a child and now neglect as well as having a friend whom I treat poorly in contrast to their friendsh...

Eat Up By Davin Casey Eerie, green, The mist has swallowed you. The scars blossom. You look too ill. My empire succumbs to pandemic. A vision of the clouds to come, The seer laid out the battle. Grey storms to the West, Red flames to the east, Your dark eclipse encompassed all. I cried out in the n...

Beautifully written... it gets better with each read. I like how the raw honesty is wrapped within such elegant words, but never lost within them. "raw honesty... within such elegant words" It would make me feel awesome to achieve this with every poem that I write, as I feel they are both crucial t...

everytime i read this, im taken into a fantasy world abundant in colours, i think you should try making a longer poem revolved around descripton as your talent is concentrated there. excellent. Yeah, I really plan on doing so some time in the near future. I've been doing a lot of writing lately, so...

structure of the poem really reflects the title as the italics remind me of the background prayer people(sorry dont know what there called) that repeat lines or phrases, for example when everyone says amen to a prayer. very spiritual and very lustful, love it That is really an image that I had in m...

wow!..i read this twice, very slowly, and was totally captivated both times!.. i can tell it goes SO much deeper than the words that are written..great work!! :thumbsup: :hello: I'm glad you liked it. Ha ha, yeah... Naturally there's a LOT of metaphor in it, and there are a few different personal u...

Mother (Shattered Trees) By Davin Casey I came up from her cold bosom, Another ant to feed. She nourished me through frailty; Did not, my life, concede. Her caves and chasms shielded me From his – the Cyclops’- stare. Her trees and waters mended me Whene’er I was ensnared. Then, as my limbs grew st...

This is a work in progress... i think. Anyone have any input? I think it's fantastic. Very good write and read. :thumbsup: I did have a bit of trouble finding a really consistent rhythm throughout the piece, but that could easily have been intentional, and it doesn't cause me any real grief anyway....

Poeticpiers: It doesn't necessarily describe what triggered the poem, but rather expounds upon it, builds on it... Several feelings of anger, betrayal, confusion, and the likes were fed into vehement, gushing emotions in order to bring this all together, although I was only slightly distressed at th...

Without Fail By Davin Casey Scribble, blind angel, My fate is in your hands. Your fingers feel sublime, tracing my lifeline. I trust Time’s waning sands, As well as your wise council. Shivers in your fingers, I felt you sever the first cord. A slip of the hand, I understand. You are, by far, still ...

i like it. i think the verses flow well together. i like the idea that you can see things the most clearly when you look at them simply. at least that's what i got from it! That's a really good way to look it it yeah. Simple and brilliant translation. Ha ha, seriously though, that's one of the angl...