I thought you had great imagery in this poem. I liked it very much. I actually could see the worn, tired men and women with deep wrinkles in their faces going through a type of turnstile. As if they were sheep being driven by some young man, as you say "aloof" in a mind not even paying any real attention to any one specifically. Thank you for allowing me to read your poem. It was a pleasure! God bless...Della

I was taken a back by the horror of your three friends. I see a visual of deception by the three friends. I also see you calling them friends. But you in turn doing to them before they do to you. Were they goblins or human? You combine the two meanings as if they were the same entity. The man you stabbed and the man you ate, is very haunting. Some of your spelling like greusome(gruesome), dinned(dined), feindish(fiendish)need a little work. But other than that it was really creepy. You have a...

Good question! God woke you up so you could see that your tomorrow is not the today of your sorrows. God bless you sweetie! Della

Our soul will live on as our mind will also. There is so much truth in this piece. I enjoyed it very much considering your age. Thank you for allowing me to read it and may God bless on your writing endeavors...Della Ps. Don't allow anyone to slam shut any of the doors that are ajar!

My heart and soul feels this poem. I believe it to be an excellant example of coming home after a stint in the military. My heart wants to give you the honor it deserves for writing this. It should be for all the men and women who have given part or all of there life in the brave effort to keep this country and nation free. My brother was in Viet Nam and it reminds me of his poem. May God bless you in all your writing endeavors! Della

When you spell 'extravagent' it is actually spelled extravagant if you are ok with me telling you that. Now the poem itself...If smiles are extravagant and thrown across the world, that would make one think that everyone is smiling. So up the flight of stairs there is someone who is unhappy, why...because they couldn't hear the smiles? I can hear laughter, but not a smile! I don't really understand this poem. Make what last? Was she dreaming and that is what makes her sad? Maybe you should th...

Wow this is pretty awesome for a 16 yr old! Talk about a play on words....lol. I can see why you offer to help on this one. I have some poems that are so plain to see and yet some people are not even getting it. The meaning of the poems that is! May God keep on blessing you with your writings, hopefully people won't need to be enlightened other than the message you write! Della

First of all I love your poem and I hurt with you also. My husband has drank for 35 yrs. A 5th of Jack a day + a case of beer with that and his incredible edible weed! Everyday all this each and everyday! The only time he didn't drink was the first 2 yrs we were married and the other 2 were after he died in a vehicle accident. God told me he would be struck on the road to Damascus like Saul(Paul)in the bible. But God said he would'nt die! People thought I was nuts when I told my 3 girls that ...

Oh my goodness, bless your heart. This is so emotional I see every thing as a nightmare! Every waking moment this is a reality that exists and who do you turn to for comfort! If you tell, no one will believe you! There is such a fear that you pull into yourself and block out the rest of the world. I was four years old when my grandpa molested me. My daddy, cousins,an uncle, plus a boy from church...all molested me. I withdrew from people. It has taken me many years to overcome (I turned to Je...

I see this as a couple who were united as one and then the love over the passage of time split them into two separate lives again. Yet the love is not completely dead but it is yellowed by the aging and passing of time. Eventually they die and now their spirits, which are now withering, just float over the tombstones that carry their names. Have I capured anything in this poem or do I see this in an abstract way of something completely different than what you are trying to convey? I am a litt...