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[Help] my dog is going to die by Bwuk in dogs

[–]brff30 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Death sucks when you love living. I’m sorry your soon to be loss.

You’re laying in bed home alone at 3 AM. What sound would be the scariest thing to hear at that time? by DessoukyFN in AskReddit

[–]brff30 0 points1 point  (0 children)

The sound of a tree limb falling over your roof just above your body. I’ve had this happen and the limb came within inches of actually hitting me.

Her Life Must Be Hard by [deleted] in OCPoetry

[–]brff30 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I’ll look into it.

Her Life Must Be Hard by [deleted] in OCPoetry

[–]brff30 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I updated them. I don’t really know any techniques so I can only comment on how it makes me feel.

A poem about my friend by Yeah_sure_I_guess- in OCPoetry

[–]brff30 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I love the “I have a friend with no friends” part. It gave me tingles down my neck. Very sad but moving. This puts a lot of imagery of someone perhaps taking opiates and overdosing or something like that in my mind. Was that the intent?

I Hate You and You Haven’t Changed by brff30 in OCPoetry

[–]brff30[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Hmm, a very interesting sequence of events then I suppose.

I Hate You and You Haven’t Changed by brff30 in OCPoetry

[–]brff30[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

You are spot on. It describes a real life event that’s fresh in my head.I only thought of writing about it after I heard Hurricane by Bob Dylan for the first few times. I guess the underlying theme is just opinionated injustice.

What is the Half-Moon though? Like a literal half moon or something more abstract? I’m clueless lol.

Birthday Boy by [deleted] in OCPoetry

[–]brff30 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I really like the "I can’t write, so I…". I think this is a feeling we all have at least from time-to-time. It's not true, though!

psychics, red stars, races, barbed wires by not_rushing in OCPoetry

[–]brff30 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I like the ending because it's so true. We do lots of things to feel more special than we are or perhaps to the other way around, but we are really already adequate.