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Displaying Critiques 1 to 11 out of 11 Total Critiques.| Poem Title | Poet Name | Critique Given by hello haveaniceday | Critique Date |
| Soul Axis | Kenneth R. Patton | Hi Kenneth, This deceptively simple poem is thought provoking. You have put a huge question out there as a snack and then just stated your own satisfaction. You know they say that the universe is still expanding as a result of that Big Bang, and many recently are saying there was no such event. It doesn't matter except that you are talking about huge and boundaryless things. Personally I imagine my soul above me under the protection of some ruffian guardians who laugh at me but keep "my core" safe. Thanks so much for these words. Barb | 2005-05-28 13:33:52 |
| Around the Block | Mell W. Morris | Thank you Mell, this is so artfully and respoectfully said. I wanted to finish the unspoken end "for us" but perhaps "for all" or "for you" since mostly poetry is read alone. I like your use of uncommon words: thrum, insouciance... and your word combinatins that are so lovely on the mind's tongue: "watch the activity of raptors and feel rature" "if muses mutiny or a curtain falls mid-rhyme". Thanks for this, it's both inspiring and reassuring. Barb | 2005-05-22 14:04:34 |
| Millennium Lady | Helen C DOWNEY | Ok Helen, This is like an old time puzzler to me. I can't quite figure out what you are describing but I keep coming back to the Statue of Liberty. Why? Well, let's see, she's a lady (LOL), the walls of her island are in bad shape and we can no longer climb up into her. She was a gift from France and I'm sure there was much hope and high honor attached to that gift and the fact that all the immigrants passed her on the way to Ellis Island... The tree bit I'm not sure of, but I know that she has been maintained and is still a beautiful lady! Freedom, democracy and international friendship... not sure we've done well by that :( Hey, thanks for sending me on my own path of thoughts with this well constructed puzzler. It reminds me of one my granny used to sing: Come a riddle come a riddle come a tote tote tote A wee wee man in a red red coat A staff in his hand and a stone in his throat Come a riddle come a riddle come a tote tote tote {answer: a cherry!} | 2005-05-22 10:04:10 |
| Tiny Tragedy | Nancy Ann Hemsworth | Awwwww, it's true! And now you have written a poem to acknowledge the poor moths end! It is a light and flitty poem for a drama we must take for granted. Got anything for the ants we step on all day? Thanks Nancy, it's just lovely! Barb | 2005-05-22 09:31:24 |
| Larkspur and Lilacs | Mell W. Morris | OH yes Mell, this is very mindful of music teachers in my past. Miss Penny taught us in a one room schoolhouse type music room with her dog... darn what was its name, anyway it was blind and we would suppress huge giggles as it bumped gently into the walls as we alliterated and clapped the notes in some old english fashion. THanks so much for this and you have done a beautiful job of painting a memory. Ahhh, it was Dixie, not a common name in Australia at the time! Barbara | 2005-05-03 17:18:45 |
| Fits and Starts | Kenneth R. Patton | Hi Kenneth, you have left me wondering on your last line. It's not so little a ditty if in its writing you hit on something more to write about! I picture the writer sitting at the piano with one hand on the keyboard and the other writing the words to the music. How will you sing this piece? Barbara | 2005-04-17 07:14:10 |
| C'mon | Kenneth R. Patton | Oh yes Kenneth, the mirrored image is cruel and less and less the real reflection of me... or you even. Here in Baltimore the "word" c'mon has a particular inflection and pronunciation. I'm not a native and so I am sensitive and unusually fond of the term... "ca-muaaawn" is more like it, and it says so much. Thank you, Barb | 2005-04-16 16:34:50 |
| In your wake (an afterthought) | Audrey R Donegan | Hi Audrey, I like this, it is more fun to read than to look at! It has a certain speed or pace because of its narrow form. I am reminded a bit of a beat poem, but what do I know... I do like the repetition of words and the rhyme jam you've got going on. It's a loose and almost rap-ish poem. I like it. Barb | 2005-04-16 16:30:47 |
| Pink Expressions | Elaine Anne Westheimer | Hi Elaine, I read right through this story poem and I liked it at the time. Since then it has come to prickle my mind, and I have thought how well you used this writing and this innocent pink theme to describe a pattern that is common to so many folks. The poem had a path almost like a short story, a gentle sweet beginning, a challenge and dark period in the middle, and then a resolution and sense of hopefullness at the end. Thank you for taking the time to write this very personal tale. Barbara | 2005-04-02 17:41:38 |
| Judging By the Cover | Mell W. Morris | Ah Mell this is great, it moves along so brightly. Truthfully I often lose interest in things that are long winded these days... chalk that up to cyber conditioning maybe... anyway, yours I read with glee and pleasure. What this means to me is that the content threaded so nicely together that the reader, me, was drawn delightfully along in enjoyment, laughter, and even in serious consideration. What should I wear tomorrow when I sit down to write?? Fa la, Barbara | 2005-03-24 19:29:00 |
| On the Banks of Sweet Marie | Sean Donaghy | Sean this is a soft and lovely poem... so "sweet" to read and yet I wanted to hear more... only three verses? Surely there is a story behind the importance of this brook to you. Did you leave and come back? Did you love and loose and find solace? Who was Sweet Marie I wonder? It reads like a poem by Robert Service who wrote about Alaska and the great untamed Western US. His poems where epic stories to pass around and read aloud by candlelight and cabin fire. Thanks for kindling a memory. Barbara | 2005-03-14 07:59:43 |
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