Whoa, now I can say I know a conspiracy theory nut too! Yea me! Do you believe the earth is flat? How about the moon theory, namely that the moon landing was filmed on a sound stage. Sorry! I actually do find the coincidences you have pointed out rather convincing. I find those and other coincidences to be far too coincidental. Have you looked into the coincidental similarities between the kenedy assassination and the lincoln assassination?? They are highly parallel. I don't know if I blame those coincidences on the cia or the Illuminati though. It seems more like proof that we live within a computer simulation like the matrix. I mean there are a lot of coindences that point to that. I also saw a picture recently that looked like it was a badly rendered video game image, but the person represented it as a completely undoctored real life photo. the fact is that a lot of video games these days appear to be more photorealistic than a lot of real world photos I have seen lately. So which reality is real?
this was an interesting romp through wdc history from before I was a member. A lot of things make a lot more sense now. I like the voice throughout this story and the pictures. I wish I could have been a part of the good old days. Things sound like they were fun back then. But they are fun now too with a whole new crop of people.
This is a hard story to read for me. I am having a hard time with the anniversary of my mother's death. Her end of life was entirely in a nursing home and she begged me every day to bring her home. I am glad that your parents were able to stay in a family home for the most part. I know it would have made it easier for me if that had been the case with my mother.
this is a hard poem to read. My empathy wrings stress tears out for the poet. I hope everything came out well. I have had scares after mammograms and I can only imagine what this must have been like for you. I hadn't considered the possibility of writing out my fear and frustrations like this. Fortunately my tests came back good. again I hope yours did too.
I would call this a poem. Free verse but still a poem. To me the other category is for something even more experimental than this piece. The thing is I feel that the category of other is too simple for the theme as well. I would call this inspirational, experience, I can't remember if there is a faith category but I would say that would be another good one if there is.
Such a vivid account of a cool collected spree killer. He seems to think nothing can stop him. He is way wrong but his whole sense of logic is flawed. I wish he hadn't been through what he went through. I have a character I am working on who has a similar background, but she got a hand up rather than knocked down and she is a hero of my story rather than an antihero. I applaud the way you have made a detestible person with no remaining redeeming characteristics relatable and sympathetic. Cudos and congratulations.
Interesting approach to the zombie apocalypse. I like the last statements. You ended it perfectly. The suggestions are pretty common sense except for number six. Or maybe it is common sense just not common courtesy. It is hard sitting here safe preapocalypse to see a time when mercy killings are standard procedure.
Thank you for this beautiful memorial poem. I am dealing with the anniversary of my mother's death right now and this was a helpful little cheer me up. Sometimes when I am missing her badly I forget that she is in a better place now and I should be happy for her not sad. Thanks again.
Another cool ghost story. It has all of the proper elements in the proper order and the pacing was perfect. why was there an audience for the wipeout? I don't get that part but I like the ghost itself. A kid that does what he can to keep drivers on that stretch as safe as he can.
COol story. Is it really true? It's believeable if it isn't true. I like the proofs you presented that it wasn't live person. nice flow on the pace of the story. the only thing I think you could have included that you didn't would be you reporting the incident to someone and having them tell you about the ghost. otherwise it is just about perfect.
I applaud your truly phenomenal skill and ability to write a really bad poewm that still has something to it. It is mind blowingly bad! Since that appears to have been your goal, congratulations excellent job. Was this perchance written for the one star poetry contest? Alas I made the attempt as well and received a dismal score of four stars in reviews. I shall give your genius and skill and effort its propper due and the score which I aspired to in that contest. I hope you appreciate my discriminating poetic palette.
this is an intriguing story. There are some grammar issues and the wording isn't as vivid as it could be, but that doesn't stop me from following and enjoying the story. I think though that they should have left the ones still sleeping in their tubes so that they didn't have as big a strain on their resources. but being kids that probably didn't occur to them.
Hillarious! Wild guinea pigs! You managed to make me see their bloodshot beady little eyes from a whole different point of view. My guinea pig has already developed a taste for my flesh. the little bugger bites me every time I pick him up. And god help me if his hay bin runs low!
You have taken the first step now. Let's discuss the next step in your recovery... Wait I am not seeing a problem here. So what you have an affinity for this site. There is nothing wrong with that. I have an affinity for this site. I still breathe, and eat and sleep (sometimes) and I usually shower.
Okay, now I get it. This makes the other poem make sense. Maybe you should combine the two together in one piece for clarity's sake. It would save portfolio room too. though that probably isn't really a problem for you or maybe it is. I am rambling. I am going to stop now.
cute little snippets of conversations. i really thought they were funny, most of them anyway. the first one not so much but most of the others gave me a little chuckle especially the can you help me get the tree off of my car one. and 1+2= i need a bagel.
This is a good poem. I did the same contest and know just how hard it is to get something this short to make sense and be pretty. I like this and do not understand how you didn't win this round. You should have won I think. There is always the second time around contest...
I really feel for your loss. I have the same connection with dogs that you have with horses. I had one I lost due to homelessness beyond my control. I had raised her from an unweaned rescue pup to a mature beautiful full grown dog. She even had a limited verbal vocabulary. She could manage to say go out, awa (water) and now when she urgently needed attention. Loss is never easy.
THat is a really funny visit from the grim reaper. It paints him as a caring individual that is just doing his job. Here it is apparently to convince someone not to die. I like this story loads and think that she leaped to conclusions that were really bad. I must remember not to do the same.
This was a good essay on a topic I can think of humorously. My story of this too shall pass is one Sunday over a decade ago our minster did a sermon on this topic. titled it this too shall pass even. Less than a week later I was in the er with my first kidney stone. The doctor smiled at me and told me this too shall pass. The date of the visit, April 1. God pretty much got me with an April fools joke that is only funny years later.
You are a mean person, convincing unsuspecting idots to make the same mistake you made just to get a laugh. That said it really is a hilarious idea. If I ever brave a sushi restaurant you can bet I will be telling someone to try the uni. But thanks to you I shall not.
omg that is the saddest poem. I am soo sorry for your loss. I recently lost several furbabies. they were taken by animal control because we had too many. They found out because we were responsible and got proper veterinary care for all of them that included rabies shots and the vet ratted us out. There is definitely a hole left in your heart for every furry companion that leaves you.
This is the story of the moment an ill considered relationship implodes. The scene is easy to follow and the callous disregard the couple has for one another is underlying the entire dialog. They are sitting in their garden in the rain. Their relationship is stormier than the weather.
This almost looks like the poem is written from the point of view of the devil. WHy else would you blame this poem's speaker. i would think that if there was some other reason it would have been included in the poem. like if it was a mother telling you I told you so or something.
what a great job of analogy, metaphor or whatever. everything you said can be true of both love and snow. Though it seems to dwell on the darker side of both. it sounds like someone has been burned by love. or snow it could have been frostbite, but either way it is a very pessimistic poem.
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