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  • Rookie - 629 Points Jefferson Carter (10/7/2014 1:13:00 PM) Post reply
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    Adam, your newest poem is pretty awful! ! I'll be as gentle as I can be since I'm assuming you're a real person and not a pseudonym deliberately peening bad verse. Your basic usage errors, your inept handling of meter, your silly mix of thous and thees, bad, bad, bad! ! The line below pretty much exemplifies what's wrong with the entire piece:

    " with beauty so awe it beknownst my fate."

    Awe?A noun when the adjective is needed?Beknownst?What is this?A misspelling of a 19th century poetic affectation?My fate as the direct object of beknownst?Wrong, wrong, wrong!

    For your own good, Adam, stop " wrtiting" ! ! Start studying decent contemporary poets. Puhleeze! ! !

  • Rookie - 629 Points Jefferson Carter (10/6/2014 11:12:00 PM) Post reply | Read 5 replies

    If you scroll down to Awful Adam's message, you'll see he misses me. I'm not surprised. Without my fumigating the air here of the stench of terrible poetry and sappy backslapping, this is a total Borum. Praising awful poetry as Peter S. and John do is not helpful; it just reinforces the lazy and needy in their bad habits.

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    • Rookie - 629 Points Mike Acker (10/8/2014 1:29:00 AM) Post reply

      Here is where the snakes hide...in the underbrush....does anyone else smell mule? I am as curious as you to know what JC thinks of my poetry, Monty. I would like nothing more than to read a critiqu ... more

    • Rookie - 629 Points John Westlake (10/7/2014 2:37:00 PM) Post reply

      Mr Carter Please stay your slanderous hands. I believe you are being most unfair. Whatever problem you have with me should not be displayed here. If you're not brave enough to say it face to, then ... more

    • Rookie - 629 Points Mike Acker (10/7/2014 2:31:00 PM) Post reply

      Thank you, J.C. I taker what you have to say below as a compliment.

    • Rookie - 629 Points Adam M. Snow (10/7/2014 9:43:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

      Hey Carter, I'm curious to what you have ... more

    • Rookie - 629 Points Professor Plum (10/7/2014 8:10:00 AM) Post reply | Read 5 replies

      I agree with 80 percent of what you say, ... more

  • Veteran Poet - 1,041 Points Gulsher John (10/6/2014 12:10:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Father and son.

    My son, young and in love too, and ripples of laughter run
    on his face, especially when he's copying his dreams;
    and he thinks he is invincible.
    (to be in TEEN, is such a blessing that embellishes life
    as fragrance a flower) . Till now he gets
    smiles and is immune to all fears unspeakable.
    I pray he shouldn't know 'life is an unutterable hell', and wouldn't step
    into his father's footsteps. I lived many lives, and non was my own.
    Now I lie, ghostlike in solitude, and see woes,
    like a boomerang, after me. Ah! how can i praise life's adjectives
    sore.I hate to see cat plays with mice.

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    • Veteran Poet - 1,041 Points Mike Acker (10/8/2014 12:57:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      I had to read it twice and I like it very much. It is an emotionally charged poem, well written, especially considering that John is writing in a language other than his mother tongue. I think to ca ... more

    • Veteran Poet - 1,041 Points Tony Miller (10/7/2014 9:00:00 AM) Post reply

      blather.

  • Rookie - 547 Points Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip (10/6/2014 12:04:00 PM) Post reply

    The book of God is the book of wisdom, knowledge, understanding and discretion / The book religion is the book of Philosophy of spiritual, moral, character. The book of man is the book of education, learning and economic., social, politic and development.

  • Veteran Poet - 1,628 Points Mike Acker (10/6/2014 1:06:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Sunset as reply...

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    • Veteran Poet - 1,628 Points Mike Acker (10/6/2014 1:06:00 AM) Post reply

      Sunset The man in the blue shirt, the yellow pants and black shoes, the one who carries his heart in his left hand, crossed the steel bridge at sunset. He could barely see his shadow. Once ... more

  • Silver Star - 3,407 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (10/6/2014 12:03:00 AM) Post reply

    A pen and a copy book for own writing. What more weapons a poet or a writer needs to confront the reality! A poet specially and specifically a translator and the whole universe waiting to be translated by a poet. So.......

  • Gold Star - 16,003 Points Mandolyn ... (10/5/2014 10:04:00 PM) Post reply

    whenever i decide to hop over here
    it feels like i'm working in a prison cafeteria
    and i'm drawing smiley faces with the ketchup on all y'alls trays
    and nobody notices. you just shove your tator tots right in it and
    talk bad about each other with your mouths full,
    while pieces of stale potato fly across the room and land on
    the dirty ground around you.
    the dirt eats it up and says " Thanks! Keep arguing! "

    even the so called christians do this here.
    this is one reason why i don't go to church anymore!
    i dare someone to stand up and say
    " burn her! "

    at least build a bridge outta me....

    (i love all you selfish bastards, including myself)

    wanna see me do a heel click as i walk out?

    *heel click

  • Gold Star - 27,404 Points Gajanan Mishra (10/5/2014 9:24:00 PM) Post reply

    Neither I am a monkey nor a crocodile. I am simply a man and I am loving. In love I see you, my dear. No need of writing. It is the truth and secret of life. Let us live with it. Don't waste time.

  • Veteran Poet - 1,628 Points Mike Acker (10/5/2014 6:08:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Coiling Cobras as reply

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    • Veteran Poet - 1,628 Points Mike Acker (10/5/2014 7:37:00 PM) Post reply | Read 3 replies

      Coiling Cobras Start at the bottom of the empty holds of rusting tankers. Turn over fallen, cherry blossom petals. Check just above the tip of a coiling cobra's fang. Try the crunchy taste o ... more

  • Gold Star - 14,949 Points Mohammad Skati (10/5/2014 4:30:00 PM) Post reply

    I took some break upon that rock of suicide / Just to forget this earthly world / I wished I were a pretty wave / Just to come and to hit that pretty rock /

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