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Didn't feel the other two - Zelderex, mainly the '/faithful friend the way it steeled him/against the end' part didn't sit right with me for some reason. Ilvaldi, I felt personally like threshold didn't bring me to where ... the threshold was. I know generally this style works for you, the expanding from something small to something large, but I just couldn't see what the poem was trying to express. Blippy, I liked it. Juvenile, as all your pieces, but still heartfelt [as all your pieces also, in some way :P].
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my mouth is full of winsome lies -
and eyes are full of death besides
but luckily the soul is wise -
it sees beyond my blindness and
forced failure makes a better guise,
so as i come again alive,
it feels like life's a decent plan
Didn't feel the other two - Zelderex, mainly the '/faithful friend the way it steeled him/against the end' part didn't sit right with me for some reason. Ilvaldi, I felt personally like threshold didn't bring me to where ... the threshold was. I know generally this style works for you, the expanding from something small to something large, but I just couldn't see what the poem was trying to express.
Here are the Poetry submissions for this week:
Threshold by Ilvaldi
Time Travel Verb Conjunctions by BlippyTheSlug
The sixty six was late by Zelderex
when I listen to myself by echoe
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I'm voting for Blippy this round.
Didn't feel the other two - Zelderex, mainly the '/faithful friend the way it steeled him/against the end' part didn't sit right with me for some reason. Ilvaldi, I felt personally like threshold didn't bring me to where ... the threshold was. I know generally this style works for you, the expanding from something small to something large, but I just couldn't see what the poem was trying to express. Blippy, I liked it. Juvenile, as all your pieces, but still heartfelt [as all your pieces also, in some way :P].
and eyes are full of death besides
but luckily the soul is wise -
it sees beyond my blindness and
forced failure makes a better guise,
so as i come again alive,
it feels like life's a decent plan
I'm feeling the theme of change today. It's just big in my life.
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Thanks for the critique.
My vote goes to Blippy.
Blippy = 3 votes
Ilvaldi = 1 vote
Echoe = 1 vote
Zeledrex = 1 vote
Winner for this round is BlippyTheSlug!!!
like pen pencil computer
sometimes prolific
sometimes a neuter