Friday, March 4, 2005

Quitting Comments

Rating: 5.0

Our calendars were rivers
Swollen with wedding cakes.
We slept through tunes like All Of Me
Or “All The Cheese, ” our drummer smirked.
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Michael Philips
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Amberlee Carter 10 March 2005

ya know, this poem comes across so detached at first, I almost feel like not reading it. however, there is redemption in the closing lines: ' It’s Chinese food that leaves you hungry But not for more Chinese food It’s an old lover’s answering machine greeting That never changes but sometimes you call it anyway Just to hear her voice ' That stands atop the best nostalgic lines ever....well done Always, Amberlee

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James Atkins 07 March 2005

This one really drew me along, you've got a great sense of timing helped by some really great lines spread throughout the piece. Great work.

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Lenchen Elf 04 March 2005

When individuality and dreams are suffocated for the pre-packed delivery of expected goods.....thanks Michael

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