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| i am a pruuuuuune 2006-11-12 ch 1, | Well, you certainly brought the image of a hospital into my head. Except, the "citrus scent" and what not makes the clean, white, stainless hospital you gave me become a disgusting, filthy, run-down place. The main thought: poverty. |
| -Epitome of Bold 2006-11-12 ch 1, | That was great too. I loved it. The use of breakdown in the waiting room as the last line on every stanza was great. I love your poems, so this one is no exception. |
| no.peace.los.angeles 2006-11-11 ch 1, | This is a very cool poem. I love the last stanza, especially the sounds the hearts make. And you used all the different senses, which can be hard to do at times. Nice work. Keep writing! :) |
| drippingdreams 2006-11-11 ch 1, | Reminds me vaguely of the song "What Sara Said" by Death Cab for Cutie, but I think it's just the waiting room motif that does it. Because the mood in this is pretty different. It's almost... cheery? Which is ironic, given the subject. |