Message subject (required):

Name (required):

  Expression ^{(Optional mood/title along with your name) Examples: (happy, sad, The Joyful, etc.) help)}

  E-mail address (optional):

* Type your message here:
>Well Dimon. . .I hope it's not to disappointing for >you to find that this little poem is about the burial >of my old trail dog. Your critique is awesome and I am >captured by your attention to my intent. >Thank you for your diligence. >Mors > > >> > Excellent in its' originality, and ability to >corner >> the forehead, extorting thought and fascination at >> once. Your work, here, adroitly captures attention >> with an amazing introduction and summary...but I feel >> that if you were to add, expound a little, in the >> middle, it would serve your statement well. >> Which brings me to another point...I read this >with >> an eye on the elemental personality, in which case >the >> poem comes across a bit taboo, almost as if you are >> sleeping with your son/daughter..both searching for a >> father/husband(or mother/wife) figure that will >> complete the scene. The earth-to-earth crying for a >> water element to quench thirst blatantly holds its >own >> as evidence to this arguement. Whatever the case may >> be(and I'd really like to know), I was enthralled by >> this. I have to commend you, from one poet to >another, >> because you have opened my eyes to a whole new area >of >> writing that I had not considered before. Thank you, >> and great read!! :) >> >> >> >> >> >> Earth from earth, down >> > under tall grass >> > now called home, >> > sleep is wrapped in >> > shades of living dreams >> > like mummy treasure, >> > catacomb schemes; >> > He runs on trails ahead of me. >> > >> > Earth into earth, over >> > shadowed petals >> > mixed with dirt and >> > the call of the wind, >> > a cry for falling rain >> > in this dry desert drought >> > on top of this soul >> > gone into the ground.

Notice: Copies of your message may remain on this and other systems on internet. Please be respectful.