Hey. I just wrote a poem twenty-five minutes ago and am now in the process of posting it up on various teen forums for some feedback.
So yes. I'm new. M'names Dazminee (or well I go by that)
Now, y'see. I have this poem, that I mentioned briefly. I would love it if someone took the time to read it and write something thoughtful, critical, or anything about it. I don't care if you hate it. In fact, if you do, tell me why!
I really want to know if my writing is horrible. This is just a first draft anyway.
thanks a bunch if you are the kind soul willing to help
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Nine-oh-nine
I said goodbye to my baby
around nine-oh-nine this morning.
He wore a checkered blue shirt
with a tie.
And I had, something thrown on like it.
I don't remember all that happened.
The...room was spinning.
My eyes were blurred
as I tried to keep from sinking.
But the tide was winning.
He caught me somehow and held me there
with a...heavy sigh.
Said "what will I do without you"
and left at nine-oh-nine.
So yes. I'm new. M'names Dazminee (or well I go by that)
Now, y'see. I have this poem, that I mentioned briefly. I would love it if someone took the time to read it and write something thoughtful, critical, or anything about it. I don't care if you hate it. In fact, if you do, tell me why!
I really want to know if my writing is horrible. This is just a first draft anyway.
thanks a bunch if you are the kind soul willing to help
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Nine-oh-nine
I said goodbye to my baby
around nine-oh-nine this morning.
He wore a checkered blue shirt
with a tie.
And I had, something thrown on like it.
I don't remember all that happened.
The...room was spinning.
My eyes were blurred
as I tried to keep from sinking.
But the tide was winning.
He caught me somehow and held me there
with a...heavy sigh.
Said "what will I do without you"
and left at nine-oh-nine.