Reviews for Miserable Rainbows
Manuel Fajar chapter 1 . 12/19/2005
Howsoever worded wan,—wistful will,—

Wanders whistling whispers,—wishing wreckage,—

That destruction that comes to all mortals,

We would wrap wringing white wound worsted's world,

On our little finger for more control,

Over fickle destiny and red heart,—

To never feel despoiled of our small wins,

Those victories hard-earned that now quick dim,

As mind and body wander autumn's paths,

¿Why would we wonted wisdom welter wild,—

Abandoning at our last moments all,—

Sustaining us on waves that wafted life?

Except we came to recognize that mind,—

Was not enough in strife to lead our heart.
blackday chapter 1 . 12/16/2005
Beautiful.
sylvia's syndrome chapter 1 . 12/15/2005
I really enjoyed this piece. It flowed beautifully, the imagery you created was rich and interesting, and your word choice was thought-provoking… this poem is just excellent in every way. Truly, this is piece of art, not just writing. Keep up the great work!