This is a sad poem. It almost made me cry. I could feel the raw pain behind the words. The irony the sarcasm all tempered by love, it was beautiful. The anger at god was clear. The anger at the the lost loved one was there too. But love was stronger and i could feel it.
This is cool, and it makes me want to try starting a contest that I have been thinking about. You make me think it would be possible that there might be entries. This is a really good poem. It is inspiring how well you did putting so much into so few words.
I like this poem. I had to double check that it was indeed an acrostic. The way it is centered in the page threw me off. I am used to acrostics all being left margin aligned so you can easily read the words from top to bottom. But that is format issues not against the substance of the poem which spoke to me.
This page makes it sound like I missed out on a really cool contest. I am really sad that I didn't get to enter, but it was before my time. The prompts sound really cool and I think I might write something for a couple of them. I so would have entered in most of the no entry months.
THis is a really nonsensical story of an inept cop. He should not be on the job. I love how far the car got though. I question why the gas station attendant would put gas in it and set it on its way. It is ridiculous, in a good way. The whole story made me laugh. I loved it!
Awesome. Especially that the bishop did not comprehend that obscurity can come in many forms. I am proud of the son. He did a great job of doing the nearly impossible. The paragraph around the sword read to me as though he found it in several of the swamps.
I felt the first simile was a strong comparison. The next two seemed like less effort since they both involve plants, and a tree is a plant. they just weren't different enough to paint a picture in my mind. Now for the bad news, none of them are metaphors. They are similes. Metaphors transform things without the use of "like" or "as." Metaphors state that one object is another unrelated object to draw a symbolic meaning.
Trees are babies growing up to become adults. works
Trees are flowers growing in a garden. sort of works
Trees are plants growing strawberries and peaches. does not work it
peaches grow on trees true but not a metaphor
strawberries grow on trees false and not a metaphor because trees are plants.
I'm not trying to tear you apart; I am just trying to help you. I don't even think they teach it in school anymore. But as writers, we need to know. I hope I explained the terms so that they are clear.
Hey, we all have our weaknesses; mine are commas and spelling. Fortunately for me, Grammarly catches that kind of thing. Now you know similes (with like or as) and metaphors (with to be words)
This is an interesting start to a story. I think you need to take it further. You might try putting in more senses than just vision. How does the chowder taste? And what is it like to eat it three meals a day? Do they get sick of it? I like the story within the story.
I am curious what the prompt was. I like to see how well contest entries follow their prompts. Especially when it comes to winning pieces. It gives me some idea how the judge's mind works. I do not understand the first line it does not feel right when read aloud especially not with the second line though I love this poem.
What a well rounded poem. It ties itself up in a pretty bow at the end of the story. Quite well written.it maintains the same phrase all of the way through the poem, following it like a formula or a roadmap. The scared new parent growing wiser. What I do wonder is if his wife survived the birth of their daughter.
Oh my! What a clueless man. Ballroom dancing is a gift. A desk set is a gift. Dinner at a nice restaurant is a gift. Buying a bar and grill is a burden he shouldn't be adding to her overflowing plate of worries. Year 8 is probably going to end up in a divorce.
I love it!!! The prompt words blend into the story like the just happened to be there. I always love stories that manage that with required words. You explained the prompt well, but mentioning and or linking the original contest or challenge would be nice, for next time.
Wow!!! That is powerful. It is well written, painted with words that captured what the camera could not. Amazing! It draws the color and sensations across my eyelids as I blink between phrases in disbelief at the details such few words managed to paint.
Ooh, party-crashing pickpockets, interesting choice for main characters. This is a dark story with a loving, life-changing moment in a couple's history being tarnished by a two-person crime wave. Are they going to get sticky fingers for the wedding presents?
This essay definitely answers the title question. The fact that silence is dangerous is just common sense, but this essay makes clear why, in various circumstances, it is so dangerous. It is very well written and enjoyable. That can be hard to do in an essay meant to answer this kind of question.
Hey, hello kitty isn't that bad if your a ten year old girl... But into the twenties, or thirties? Still not the worst thing she could be into. It could have been 20 living cats... I like the sentences "Snakes, I could deal with. Hello Kitty? Man, that’s just whacked." It totally polishes off the story perfectly.
Wow, that is a disaster. I was expecting the plane to crash or something, not for it to save the whole family and every other passenger. The scariest thing about the story is that it isn't completely implausible. That is an almost apocalyptic disaster.
This poem reminds me of my mother-in-law. This is how my mother-in-law raised my wife: belittling, gaslighting, neglecting, and abusing her. This is how my mother-in-law still treats my wife. Every time my wife talks to her mother, she hurts her. My wife doesn't have the strength to write a poem like this, not yet. Thank you for writing it for her.
Uh, you used a forbidden word in stanza 5, "springs". That threw the whole poem on its edge for me because you put the prompt up front. Perhaps you should consider moving the prompt and the contest notes into a drop note at the bottom so that the technical flaw doesn't mar the poem.
That is a scary eventuality. I remember this contest, and I think I got second place in one of the rounds. I miss it and wish it would run again. It was fun. As is your entry. It is great and I am so glad that your plea convinced the aliens to supply us all again.
That is a dark poem. It is deeply creepy. I feel bad for the daughter. I feel bad for the mother. She had little hope of a normal life after being attacked. The daughter was cursed from conception and I was surprised that they even bothered to look for her.
This is a lovely poem and it seems even more current than it must have been when you wrote it. Wisdom is a thing in short supply these days, especially when it comes to the people in charge, and those who elected them. I am sure Trump would say "Aristotle who?"
This is a cool story. I like the idea that different people have different abilities. It would have been cool if the narrator could talk to animals, too. Then she could be like the little mermaid and have friends like Sebastian and Flounder. I like her friends now. I think I would like to read more of this.
Oooh, twisted. I love this story. It is sooo deliciously vengeful. I wish it really were that easy to deal permanently with a man like that. It is well written and flowed smoothly from beginning to end. It really read as a highly satisfying conclusion to the situation
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