Starless Comments

When he looked into my pupils With those glass eyes of his, He didn't need to say a thing, I knew exactly what was coming, But he opened his mouth, His dry voice scraping against my skin: What a kind of imagination dear poetess. Thank u. tony

Your poem is outstanding and the guy in the Camaro does not deserve your poem. Well done! 10+

Wow! Great poetry, Bryony Sheldon. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

What's the name of your film? Ah yes, Starless. I read it, saw it, felt it. Terrific way to write and much less expensive than the cinema, too. Chapeau to you, As the French would say, 'Vous avez un talent, fou 'meaning you have very much talent, Mademoiselle! .' Excellent work.

A poignant and wonderful poem. It expresses in beautiful detail anger and loss of love. So vividly portrayed. Beautifully crafted and.well executed write.