
1/31/2008 c1
332smile for the sunshine
we just learned about this in youth group last night but i don't think our pastor conveyed it well. i don't think he knows what it means to feel this way. but i do. and i think this was well expressed. i have so much empathy and most of my poetry are memories. for example, colors on the driveway is a poem about an actual event. i thought i was over what he did to me and over my dependancy but lately the memories just keep coming back. *sigh*
i am feeling this one today.

we just learned about this in youth group last night but i don't think our pastor conveyed it well. i don't think he knows what it means to feel this way. but i do. and i think this was well expressed. i have so much empathy and most of my poetry are memories. for example, colors on the driveway is a poem about an actual event. i thought i was over what he did to me and over my dependancy but lately the memories just keep coming back. *sigh*
i am feeling this one today.
1/17/2008 c1
612simpleplan13
I like the format.. especially emphasizing his whispers although I might omit the word his in the previous line because you did that... line "he kissed my soul" was really pwoerful.. awesome job

I like the format.. especially emphasizing his whispers although I might omit the word his in the previous line because you did that... line "he kissed my soul" was really pwoerful.. awesome job
1/6/2008 c1 she smolders
There's so much pain expressed in the repeated "without him" - beautiful in its sadness.
I like this one a lot. Take care.
There's so much pain expressed in the repeated "without him" - beautiful in its sadness.
I like this one a lot. Take care.
1/6/2008 c1
46purple x pen
ouch! i can empathise, (even if you hadnt meant to get empathy from your readers) anyway, i like the way you wrote this =) not much more i can say

ouch! i can empathise, (even if you hadnt meant to get empathy from your readers) anyway, i like the way you wrote this =) not much more i can say
1/6/2008 c1 half-sketched.staccatos
konnichi wa
I loved this. It felt like... climbing a mountain, and then you fell, and when you screamed it echoed - "" - that's what that last line made me think of: a voice echoing into oblivion from the mountains. It worked perfectly with this poem.
Zaijen
-Shan-
konnichi wa
I loved this. It felt like... climbing a mountain, and then you fell, and when you screamed it echoed - "" - that's what that last line made me think of: a voice echoing into oblivion from the mountains. It worked perfectly with this poem.
Zaijen
-Shan-