Comments : A Missive

  • 5 years ago

    by Britt

    I feel like you write everything I want to say someday. Everything I have built up in my head and try to release onto the page... you come up with something that was probably absolutely effortless for you, and it's like a sigh compared to my scream. This is beautiful.

  • 5 years ago

    by DarkLight

    Creative ..that u jst describd hw i feel

  • 5 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    When Sybs post a new poem

    and your insides go

    \(^^)\ /(**)/ ~(^^)~ \(^^)/

    [*](~.~)[*]

    YES.

    I will leave a good comment. I beloof je. (I promise you in dutch) ahhaha

    this is Stunning in capital letters.

    xoxoxo

  • 5 years ago

    by Jordan

    As always, I love everything you have to say. You are a sweet lady.

    I have a few criticisms, but I'm a bit drunk and tired so I'll leave them at a later date.

    Yes, I'm back.

  • 5 years ago

    by Blissful

    Perfect. There was serene atmosphere throughout this piece and with the mention of nature, I just swayed with you words through this journey. I could feel the longing expressed through your words and the hope that this message reached its destination. I especially liked the ending; it was worded simply but packed so much. You tied in the nature aspect well with love and seasons. Great touch! Your wording is so exquisite...wow.

    "toes drinking in the heat of sun-poured
    wood"
    ^This image is now etched in my mind because of how beautiful and creative it is. You're so clever with your words! Love it!

    I loved your repetition of hope...it is essential in life. That is the feeling I had the whole time reading this piece, hope. You tied it in all together nicely. Just brilliant.

  • 5 years ago

    by Britt

    Comment from judging:

    This poetess weaves beautiful words throughout pages in ways I can't even describe. I connect to the images as if I am writing them myself, painting them myself. Such a soft piece full of a sense of incredible sadness that just tugged at my heart. The thought of wondering what someone else is doing, what are they thinking, are they wishing to breathe you in? Everything about this poem screams front page, and I hope to see it up there.