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Sat Dec 11, 2004 1:12 am
SilverWright says...



This is rather awkward for me. I've never posted on this board or asked for contructive critism on a poem. Well, here goes nothing.

He stands at your side
Your hand entwined with his
I think of the days when he was in my reach
I look to you
Beaming in his presence
To interfere would have cost too much

I stand at your side
Playfully punching him
He laughs
I laugh
You laugh along
We are content
This costs nothing
  





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Sat Dec 11, 2004 6:18 am
Chevy says...



very good! i loved this! I CANT EVEN COME UP WITH ANY COMMENTS OR SUGGESTIONS! way wicked! case CLOSED.
  





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Sat Dec 11, 2004 7:55 am
Crysi says...



Beautiful. Absolutely amazing. Now, if only I could feel so content with my friends' relationships.. :?
  





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Sun Dec 12, 2004 1:50 am
bubblewrapped says...



I loved it too. It seems to end a bit abruptly IMHO, but it is definitely effective like that. Nice concept here. I look forward to seeing some more of your work around, SilverWright.
Got a poem or short story you want me to critique?

There is only one success: to be able to spend your life in your own way, and not to give others absurd maddening claims upon it. (C D Morley)
  





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Sun Dec 12, 2004 4:01 am
Liz says...



i like this. perhaps a bit too simple, but you have a good concept and it was well-written.
purple sneakers
  





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Sun Dec 12, 2004 2:58 pm
Wulie says...



I love it - I can relate to that poem yet I find it hard to be content.
Its an amazing peom you should be very proud of it :)
Wouldn't change anything !!
'Sadistic lies we form like the web of a spider, the truth we hide like our flaws.'
  








I tell the neophyte: Write a million words–the absolute best you can write, then throw it all away and bravely turn your back on what you have written. At that point, you’re ready to begin.
— David Eddings