Comments : Memory Is Your Image Of Perfection:

  • 14 years ago

    by Faithless

    I'm completely blown away with this piece. I like how you wove the seed as a metaphor into your poem. I also love the way you end it, it's like you just woke up from your daydream, remembering how it all ended.Excellent Job

  • 14 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Holy Crap....I don't think I get speechless too often when I read poetry, but your poetry somehow does that to me. I am always left with little to say because I can never get my thoughts together or explain how much I love your work..

    This was amazing!! I ABSOLUTELY loved that it started with "this is how you lived in my mind" and ended with how he died in your mind...I mean this was just amazing..your choice of words was great! I'm ending this comment now or I'll just keep babbling on how much I loved it!
    Keep it up! Your amazing!

  • 14 years ago

    by Melpomene

    Landy;

    First of all I am sorry for taking so long to comment this piece. I have in fact been quite slack with my commenting as of late and I apologise. But.. i'd like to tell you that this poem was very worthy of the win in my challenge and you impressed me muchly. I am glad you had fun writing the poem... You did a wonderful job.. I am also glad this is the poem you are most proud of ;)

    "A pure seedling of perfection
    sowed in my heart's abyss.
    You sipped on the thundering rain"

    I thought the lines above were quite clever. Definitly my favorite part would be sipped on the thundering rain.. I would never of thought of that.. Truely elegant.. The opening and closing of the poem held much strength and that obviously drew the reader in a lot..

    A great metaphor Landy.. & you really worked well with the image you chose to write of. Well done sweets, I am proud of you.

    -Mel