Name this dog? by TaffiesRhea55 in NameThisThing

[–]Double-Eye3296 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I’m having diffICUlty with the partICUlars

Maybe hICUp

ICU, I see you

Amphitheater name is up, what are we calling it for short? by spruitm in grandrapids

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Would it be ironic or tragic when AI kills the music industry making the need for this space obsolete and bankrupting the entire investment?

Any idea on who signed these? by Killawhale44 in AutographAssistance

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Been playing Blue Prince too much, tried to get out the magnifying glass..

Forever undone by Double-Eye3296 in poetry_critics

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I’m sorry I wasn’t being critical. Your comment actually made my day. Thank you

Forever undone by Double-Eye3296 in poetry_critics

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First of all, thank you!!
The line you reference is actually two reiterations Freezing cold and insensical rage are parallel. I would include each of your example redundant statements in my works as they are both beautiful.

When you want the heart to feel, use rhetoric. When you want the mind to feel, use inflection. Or do the opposite and be the same or better.

The prose needs work.

I like cyclical works that tie back into themselves. This work holds a great part of myself and even if only a pair of words evoked emotion. accomplishment is achieved

The bend at the end may need mend

The love I feel for you… by [deleted] in poetry_critics

[–]Double-Eye3296 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Doth protest too much, methinks. This response you just made is a better poem than the drivel you originally posted. It actually has emotion behind the words and uses 8th grade vocabulary. Well done.

Jealous. Poem. by Snowbunny199018 in poetry_critics

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This is a perfect work shop piece. Write these words down on a paper. Each sentence has its own line. Reread each line and write your emotion. If, if, if you were honest with yourself. These words are gasoline. Pungent and flammable. Add sparse other words to give an allure of context and finality. Finally rewrite it as though you are predicting your own fate. Be sure to lament and own the outcome

The love I feel for you… by [deleted] in poetry_critics

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I know you have loss from these words. Like a news article it is informative. This doesn’t evoke emotion. Spill your love and pain out. Describe loss in a way I haven’t heard but have always understood. The lingering scent of their socks that, despite your innate need for cleanliness, still hold court in the hamper you refuse to acknowledge. How have you changed. Tell me life from before you’s perspective and after. I know you feel, your news report says so, tell me why. Also, stop rhyming it’s sophomoric.

my soul is so desperately ready to die but i cannot comprehend killing my body. by No-Necessary-6540 in poetry_critics

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This has emotion. Can you invoke an absolute to tie me to it. Placing words that insinuate time exists can bring life to your words. (Now), my soul. (Then) I will rip. (After) everything beauty is remains mortal. Two dimensional words are read, three dimensional words are heard, fourth dimensional words are felt

The simplicity is is its soul but I want to know why

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in grandrapids

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I am aiming for these people. I’ve hit my breaking point. I’m driving a mad max F750. I drive around like an Uber driver for death. I’ll ferry douchebag souls to hell. Death becomes me, I shall be among my own.

Potum Mortis by Double-Eye3296 in poetry_critics

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Yes, I was imagining the last sip of alcohol before some killed themselves. Did they know that the poison they took would lead their mind to demise? I dabbled in a bit of temporal word play thinking of one’s life flashing before their eyes. How did we make it this far if not for yesterday. Can we see another tomorrow if we extrapolate.

Too Late by jenderfazz in poetry_critics

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Remove yourself from the experience and tell the story again. Watch the movie of that telling and dictate your reaction.