This is a gruesome psa encouraging the use of a bicycle helmet. It is brief but frighteningly severe discussion of what could happen to someone if they ignore the suggestion that they wear a helmet when they ride. That said it isn't exactly explicit about the consequences of ignoring basic safety guidelines.
This sounds like a good poem when I read it aloud, but I feel like the wording makes it less accessible or understandable. A simpler vocabulary might serve the message better. Just because you know a word doesn't mean that you have to use it. One or two strong words can replace half a page of obscure description that trips over itself.
This is a nice poem. I like the way it describes royalty especially of the hereditary kind. This golden princess is a strong and confident individual but I have to wonder how much of that is because of her inherited power and how much history do with who she is as a person.
This is a sad poem. The sentiment shared in it are like a knife to your guts. It has to hurt to love someone that much and not even be seen by them any more. It is like the setup for an 80s romantic comedy where the hero ultimately convince their crush that they are meant to be together. Unfortunately I don't think that is what the subject of this poem can look forward to.
Hilarious, but a little disgusting, to think he would have a turkey part grafted to his body. One problem, the turkeys would need to be dispatched at some point and I think in this day and age housewives lack the skill and more importantly the will to manage that. You can't cook a turkey, guts and all. Things have to be removed before roasting. and the turkey has to die for that. I doubt any amount of hypnotism is going to keep a turkey still while being gutted. But I am just nitpicking. Cool story.
This is a good letter to encourage a younger self. It reminds me of a letter of encouragement I wrote to my present self when I was much younger. Before I knew that crap enthusiastically liked hitting fans. Before I lost my smile. It helped to remind me what a smile was so I recognized it again after I found my soul mate.
Oh yeah. Perfect description of a change in season. I liked the way you peeled August away as though the heat and humidity caused th calendar pages to cling together. It is a great brief scene about the shift between one month and the next. I wonder how you would animate the shift from autumn to winter.
The story is told we'll. I like the characters and I am even okay with the tiny bit of head hopping on the beach. Usually that kind of thing Jenks me out of the story but you did it smoothly enough I didn't mind too much. I kind of wish they could hook up but I am more glad that they didn't it would just be a raspy rebound relationship if they did.
If there is a part two might I suggest you edit this and add part two directly to the end because this poem seems incomplete, it would also make it easier for the reader to experience the whole piece. I am not sure why the poet is so obsessed with Lora, Linda, and Libra. You could make that a little clearer too.
THis poem has a definitely positive message. It encourages people not to think they must drastically change their circumstances when a better effort would be put to changing their attitude. That change of attitude can lead to better circumstances than grousing about how bad things are and wanting to make the outer world conform to self.
This is a lovely and direct summary of a dystopian trilogy. I like the thoroughness managed in relatively few words. It covers most of the important points for me. Too much more information might spoil the series for readers who are looking at this piece and trying to decide whether to read it or not.
That is one awful secret Santa! Incredibly creative, psychotic, murderous secret Santa but that can happen in the right office environment. With a toxic boss, sexually harassing fellow workers, and that guy that thinks it is hilarious to pull pranks like tacks on people's chairs, I can totally see a secret Santa like this coming out.
not quite sure if the children belonged to both of the people or if he broke his word and found another love. I would like to believe he was faithful and those children were both of theirs. It is a structurally impressive poem but the story of it could be a touch clearer.
Ah and ode to a microwave. I once wrote an epitaph for a pen once, with the pen, that was dying, I think I even gave it a respectful burial. So it isn't entirely foreign to me to be sentimental over a technically inanimate object. People don't put enough stock into how loyal some "objects" can be.
Let me say this is an interesting poem, alien abduction to a rhyme. I wonder if they would really land in the middle of a ball field in a city park though. Unless they have that alien flashy thing built into one of the skyscrapers or monuments in the city someone other than the abductee would have to have seen their arrival.
Very short poem. Very limited exploration of a very wide subject. It leaves most of the work to the reader by asking more questions than it answers. yet at the same time it manages to answer the questions by simply asking them. My only real criticism is that it should end with a question mark not a period.
Interesting start to something. I think this could really go somewhere cool. Stick with it I believe this is worth your time. The characters appear pretty strong and I think you have set up for some interesting plot lines. I'm not sure which is the dominant one but I feel the two men waiting outside could be very cool.
Most of my objections to this piece come from formatting issues. While putting two returns between paragraphs makes for better readability, paragraphs do not begin or end in the middle of sentences. Another thing is that several sentences run on for far too long. With the awkward formatting it is easy to get lost before you get to the end of a sentence.
That is so how it goes with family heirlooms. they always have that quarter-inch too much in width height and or depth. The trick isn't disassembling the furniture which would quite honestly risk damaging it. no the key is to disassemble the door, remove it from the wall if necessary. Doors are pretty simple to replace and they usually aren't priceless.
I believe the word you are looking for is fetch. You throw something and the dog fetches it for you. The word fetch includes the complete action of chasing after, retrieving and returning the object to the person who threw it. The word bring leaves out most of that meaning. Otherwise lovely story/poem.
The use of the circus metaphor made this a hard read. I rather enjoyed the underlying story but the form it takes is stilted, awkward, and surprisingly insincere when it comes to the characters. Not naming names also made sympathy difficult. I don't have a who to pin it to.
THat was an extremely cheesy poem. It did rhyme. Whey worse than poems I have read on other subjects though. I think I have read better curdish poems. Though on a second read this poem is starting to melt my heart and give me an ooey-gooey feeling. No it still grates on my nerves.
You had to have written this just for me! I love it? It is twisted and hilarious and one of the main characters is a sock! Thank you for contributing this to the world! We all need more of this. The invasion of the alien sox... socks! Oooh what if they change their cloaking technology because of this what would be their next item? Shoes? No! I know! Car keys!
THis is a very descriptive piece. A lot of showing not telling in my opinion. I can see the whole scene vividly I love that the wife is waiting for him for a little desert. I feel for the one who goes home to a cat. I hope that the kettle doesn't start the house on fire.
Oh wow! That is so totally what a villain should do! I love him! He is the perfect villain! I love your twisted writing. Your bio says you haven't finished a book? WHat is stopping you you have the talent! Come on I want a whole book of this stuff! I've finished like fifteen but I have nothing on your wry humor. If you need help with organization or something just let me know...
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