Well, here's me, trying to pay you back for all the great and lengthy reviems you've given me. I feel like a jackass for leaving such short ones...but anyway...

Great poem. It captures how emotions and the like can seem jsut like air, intangible and yet seemingly distinctly there. Great job.

I notice how I have little in the way of critism for poetry. I am more able to critique prose. Which is why I haven't reviewed your novel. I don't want to come off as a annoying blow-hard. But, come Decemeber, I will have more time to sit down and look at it.

Back to the poem though. Great work.

Cheers.

Hmm... It's a happy-sad poem! *Ignore me, I like those, so everything is one #_#* I do, however, like the rhythm of the poem, the flow of it... It's very nice.

I do have one suggestion for you, although it's not about the poetry itself. Why don't you put the OtCCoD into a poetry book format, meaning one *story* with a new chapter for every new poem? It would make it easier to read ^_^;

Oh, and post, if you happen to read this - you'll already know it, but you hit the button a few too many times, there, kid.

This kinda reminds me of my style of poetry. Is that
rather...er...egotistical of me to say?

Lovely pattern...nice repetition...

Air is the perfect thing to relate these intangible
things to. As bleak as the message of the poem is,
nobody can discount the importance of air, verdad?

You express your opinion, yet you leave room for
people to reflect on it with their own opinion...I
sense.

Well done.

^_^

Now this one, I'm pretty sure I got what it's about.

And it's basically what the first line says: intangible.

All these things, ego, talent, friendship, love, words - they're intangible things, just air, but very powerful, important things.

Very true poem.
Very good poem.