Comments : Seducer of Scott Street (Kyrielle)

  • 11 years ago

    by Wild flower

    Wow another perfect amazing piece by you, love it^_^

  • 11 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Oh syrup i really like this, the form is really cool with the repetition and i think it the first poem i've read about a hooker !! Wicked write as always sweets x

  • 11 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Oops lol

  • 11 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Errr sorry lol

  • 11 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Ummmm yeah how many posts did i do lol

  • 11 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    See how this hooker rhyme. Got me excited 5 posts lmao!

    • 11 years ago

      by Maple Tree

      Ben- your on your celly arnt you??? ha ha ha

  • 11 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Wow, I really enjoyed this. What a very clever form of poetry you have chosen. This really shows off your talent.

    Thank you for explaining this form I ahev never heard of it or read one before. I love poems that flow and ryhme they are so enjoyable to read and you made this one a lovely example.

    Great work... I don't have votes left but if I did I would have voted this :(

    5/5

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    I can't comment on your work Andrea, cos it just blows me away...
    I love kyrielle's, they are such an awesome form, difficult but when pulled off this well they are fantastic.

    I love this.
    xxxx

  • 11 years ago

    by Hellon

    Irst of all..and before I forget...has Scott Street got anything to do with where this lady..er walks? and...you speak of judges so is it near a court?...probably not as I did get the impression that the judges were just normal passers by in your poem but....this brought such a giggle to me as I recalled an event that happened when I was an office junior in Glasgow. Blythswood Square was (don't know about now) a place where prostitues were known to hang out and...it didn't have to be night time. It's also a well known place for law firms to have their offices. There we were at 5pm all tumbling down the stair after work and the head secretary's boyfriend had slowed down his car to collect her when one of these ladies wrenched the door open and asked..."Hey John...what would you like?" I can still see the look on the the secretary and boyfriends face to this day....it was hilarious!!!

    Nice poem..once again and...I really do love this form!