This piece is pretty relatable and well thought out. It has a nice flow from stanza to stanza. My favorite line is "I am erased and you are absolved." It stings me just a bit to read those words. I have felt 'erased' myself.

The form, four lines of four, seems well thought out. However, I'm not sure what you are trying to accomplish with this piece. It is unclear to me what your "foe" actually is. Is it yourself you are at war with? Or possible a lover? Or something altogether different?

This piece is very understandable and relatable. I love the imagery. It comes together to form one cohesive mental picture in my mind. I also like that the character is coming back to the road in the end, possibly the initial path intended, even if a little broken.

Up to and through the phrase "things not quite right," the piece has a continuous flow and form that rhymes. Everything after that phrase reads awkwardly and feels out of place. Yet the best phrase of the piece is "then it’s in sadness I’ll walk slowly that mile to wait by your deep grave for ever." I would simply tweak the form a bit.

This piece is easy to understand and well thought out. I am particularly drawn to the line "please ignore the things others implore and begin to explore." I don't think there is anyone out there who hasn't at one time or another lived out the demands of family or friends. When really, they should have just searched their own hearts. I gave this piece an overall rating of 7.

I think all of life is poetry. Joy, pain, nature, war, anything can have a voice if given one. Your imagery is vivid. The strongest part of your poem is definately the last 7 lines. I also love the fact that you reference other authors. I would simply recommend a little revision on the structure. Otherwise, this is a wonderfully eye-opening piece.

The form seems well thought out. However I really am unsure where the poem is supposed to be leading me. Is the poem speaking about a lover lost by death or someone simply used once for sex yearning for the feelings to be returned? These are the any two things that cross my mind when reading this piece.

Cute. A very loving ode to your cat. Your poem is definitely an enjoyable read.

These lyrics seem to portray a tragic girl who seems to have pieced her life back together on her own... yet there is still a need for a 'dashing prince' to sweep her off her feet. It seems to direct a round-of-applause factor to the narrator rather than to the girl who survived the life trials in the first place.

Some of the quotes are amusing... but mostly I had no idea what was even the subject of the text.