def not my favorite...you ryhme some lines and not others and some lines dont connect...not a big deal but dont forget to stay consistent [readers give up if your not consistent and dont make sense] just a tip! :)

This was awesome! Truly incredible, it reminded me so much of my poem Disease.

Its so true that we fear anythignwe don't understand and then label it, with something, such as crazy.

~the stranger in the moonlight~

haha I can relate. I wrote a similar piece. I should post it. But right now I'm sitting at 100 even, so I want to leave that for a bit, before I move on. But here's a private screening for you: (hope f/p doesn't jumble this all up when it posts the review)

Juvenile Senility

there was an old womanwho lived in a boxthere she was happywithout any locksshe lived without barson her windows and doorsshe was very contentbut she was oh so boredone day she ventured outto the surrounding woodto see if she could findsomething fun, something goodwhat she saw truly scared heryes, back in her boxfor what she found outdoorswas a clever young fox!so now the old womanlives under lock and keyshe's learned there's freedomin boring security

Well, anyway, you saying "she saw a young lad" and the lines that followed put me in mind of my "old woman" poem. Sometimes there are relationships that transcend time and age. Like you said, "No one understood." The one I wrote is more like the old woman realized she looked foolish being with a younger man. So once again, there are two side to any one story. Or perhaps many. Never judge, I think, would be the overall consensus.

Anyhow, sorry for the ramble. Great job on this poem. I really thought it was wonderful.

Aw, that's kind of sad...but I like it.

Strange, but very good. I love it!

it makes you think and seems to have so many meanings... I like it... Great job!

*smiles* That poor old woman...what lad did she see, I wonder...Thanks for the review!

Laters,

KD

I love these little poems about the underdogs, it reminds me of a young poet in a cottage from years ago. It took me to another place and time, literally.

Great job!

Very interesting. You bring up some good points. To some extent, the only thing that makes people "mad" is difference and lack of understanding. Good write.

did the last lines say that she was worried that one day she'd search instead of see? i'm having a brain fade and can't tell. but if it did, that's a beautiful statement. if it didn't, sorry for being stupid, and it's lovely anyways. the whole thing's lovely regardless of my non-functioning brain. good job. love xan

This is an old poem that I have found, so I thought to share it. I don't remember when I wrote it because it has been so long ago. It is not my best, but it was intresting enough. Anyway, I hope that you like it at lest. Thanks for any reveiws or at lest reading it.

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