Ah, baking with a granddaughter is described in delightful detail. Most five-year old children find everything fascinating and they love to experience new challenges. How wonderful and sweet that you rhymed cake with milkshake. In this poem you created a few rhymes and then chose to forgo rhymes in other lines. It did not sully the picture of two bakers intent upon their task. Happy account anniversary.
I laugh at your creative and novel methods for finding errant things that dare to be misplaced. "Call in Search and Rescue." This might be considered a drastic move, but I see its potential. Searchers are experts after all. "Bribe little brothers to find it." This could be effective, but also problematic. How motivated would these siblings be? "Give up and wait till you see it." this is most likely the usual consideration. It'll turn up whenever. Thanks for sharing your humour and happy account anniversary.
I imagine that many brains could be described as never-sleeping, always churning machines.There is no off switch. Impressions, sounds, smells, sights all whirl around . The processing is constant. Anything is possible in the brain. You describe how so much is happening, randon or not. Happy account anniversary.
I enjoyed reading your vivid descriptions in this piece of poetry. I can see and feel the earth " baked by the sun." The sun comes across as powerful. "The fire of the sun blistered him." The heat is intense. "Heavy air searing his lungs." I can appreciate the extra effort it takes to toil in such conditions. Happy account anniversary.
I like the idea of reincarnation as a bird free to fly and check in on family and friends. I would like to see everyone happy and thriving. "Play with there friends and family " should be play with their friends and family. I should always be I, not 'i'. I suggest will put us back on Earth for the final sentence. Happy account anniversary.
Wow, this little girl is very empathetic, or is she intuitive? She sees the actions of a pair of butterflies and equates it as being annoying like her big brother. She obviously knows what it is like to be pestered. The pesky, boisterous butterflies could feature in a children's story. I can imagine the illustrations to be colourful. Happy account anniversary.
I understood to read the first verse's lines in reverse. This is a clever poem. Yes, I can see music reaching in and holding us to grab our undivided attention. Most of us probably close our eyes while we listen intently. We can lose all sense of time passing while we are immersed in music. Happy account anniversary.
Oh, I have experienced numerous snow falls in my lifetime. Yes, the flakes do "glimmer and dazzle, sparkle and shine" as they swirl from the sky. It can appear to be beautiful. It can be temporary and it does indeed "morph". Months and months of snow's residence tend to be wearying however. I admire your rhymes and rhythm. This poem flows. Happy account anniversary.
It is somewhat sad, but all too true that one's perceptions and expectations re winter weather change as they mature. What driver appreciates whiteout blizzards? What home owner enjoys shovelling snow? Snow is beautiful, but a demanding beauty as well. No matter, the cold temperature gear is still required. You express winter's dual facets well. Happy account anniversary.
Ah, I enjoyed the tit for tat, turnabout is fair play ending of this story. Or am I thinking of physics? For everything there is an equal but opposite reaction. I have learned something new: winkles. Becky's reaction is somewhat typical of bossy, big sisters. Her actions are believable. Thanks for the image of a retaliatory toss at this tale's ending. Happy account anniversary.
Wow! This is a compelling read. It is fast-paced and just sizzles. It captured my interest from start to finish. That picture sure evoked a story. Jenna is a sympathetic character and her father is a nightmare. This brings to mind that saying when push comes to shove. Happy account anniversary.
Ah, the question of whether to hoard, or purge. I do not believe all saving is hoarding. We all have our sentimental items and why not? Yes, sometimes, the accumulation can take control and become too much. I would say a bracelet does not impede upon too much space. I like this line "wrapped in fragments of memories." Memories can and do envelop so much of what we cherish. Happy account anniversary.
"Interpret it however you wish." You seem to be describing fading, a slow descent into nothingness. Is this person dying? Is this an end of life moment? To be somewhat aware or conscious, but to not hear sound would be an eerie feeling. Does a dying person fixate on one scene, one set of colours that disappear? This is an open-ended description. It could indeed mean anything. Happy account anniversary.
I must write that I really like your motivating letter/talk aimed at yourself. You set out a list of doable tasks and phrase them as potential accomplishments with rewards. Basically, we are all hoarders or pack rats. We collect and hang on to stuff. Purging old VHS tapes and outdated computer stuff could be worthwhile. I noticed a few things. "Olay it safe" I believe should be play it safe. "But neighbor still sees" needs to be but the neighbor still sees. :There is always the lack the drive" should be 'of drive'. I believe "kidnaping" is spelled kidnapping. "While that sound" should be while that sounds. I am curious. Did you accomplish these goals? Happy account anniversary.
Well, I interpret this poem as a lamentation. The mourning and reminiscing of lost friendship is obvious and emotionally powerful. The question "what should I do to make you smile again?" is a bleak, poignant one. You represent the incredible highs and the wretched lows. "I didn't let a tear flow down any of your eye" is awkward because it should be eyes, but then the 'any' would not be needed. "You laugh happily while mine sie." Is something missing here? Happy account anniversary.
I like the pace of this story. It never bogged. The dialogue is realistic. It is not always easy to surprise a friend. I noticed you spelled rein as reign. Reign means to rule, or lead as in the reign of a king. You did a great job crafting a story for the prompt. Happy account anniversary.
This is well written and concise. Within the word constraint you presented a great little story. You incorporated the given prompt. I can remember being assigned a project partner while in school and not always enjoying the collaboration. This has a mutually beneficial outcome. Happy account anniversary.
This story portrays what not being a dog owner/lover can be like. From your vivid descriptions I can see and hear the various dogs cursing each other far too frequently and far too loudly. The little terrier in particular takes no guff from any canine. That constant barking could be annoying for sure. Great neighbours are never guaranteed, eh? Happy account anniversary.
I agree with some of the sentiments in this piece of poetry. Bullying is a scourge and it exists everywhere. "Such behavior's just savage." "The huge focus this draws!" Who has never met and/or endured a bully? This terrible behavior does attract attention, but bullies seem to thrive on it. Yes, bullying does engender hate. This is a thought-provoking poem. The rhymes are natural. Happy account anniversary.
The bones, the basis of a great story exist here. The formatting makes it difficult to read and to follow. The ends of sentences drift away, or are hidden. They peter out of sight. What did I miss? Does the father crash his vehicle into the tree? Is the text that follows an example of his injuries and his high emotional state re his daughter? He cannot speak clearly? What is this book she alludes to? What is she accusing him of? At the moment this is a jumble. Happy account anniversary.
I wrestle myself outside everyday for a walk and I have yet to be addressed by an advice giving fox, or any animal for that matter. The Potholder Lady should consider herself honoured to be blessed with that fox's wisdom. I do laugh at her idea of something important. Meh, we all have skills and interests to share. I suppose cooking safety is important and a priority for some people. Happy account anniversary.
I like how this story is told as a diary entry, a series of memories. Paige has much to remember and not all of it is sunshine and roses. This illustrates life can be both wonderful and agonizing. Wow, Paige leaves the reader hanging. She reveals a partial bombshell. and then bids her diary good night. What? I am intrigued/hooked. Happy account anniversary.
Yes, ugly, unfeeling cancer tends to take too much from its victims. This is an uplifting and joyous story. Yes, Carolina's hair deserted her, but the illness did not dim her sense of self and her exuberant imagination. Why not declare that you are vibrantly alive by wearing marvelous headwear? I can envision that colourful parade and the children strutting along.Happy account anniversary.
Haha! I love the premise of this story and the surprise reveal. I now know how effective a love potion can be. A man sidelined by his sudden love for an oak tree. Ooops indeed. I find no grammar or spelling issues. Thanks for this amusing image. This is a new take on the idea of being lovestruck. Happy account anniversary.
This is indeed a short story. It could almost be the beginning of a much longer tale. I see the potential for more. It raises so many questions. Who else does she observe and/or meet? Hannah seems to enjoy people watching and a laundromat would be a great viewing spot. I have noticed two things. "Or even at a friends house" should be or even at a friend's house. "Seperate" is spelled separate. Happy account anniversary.
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