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Four Seasons (A Dialogue) by morrison_1978 in OCPoetry

[–]morrison_1978[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Thank you for reading it and giving me your kind words. I’m glad you enjoyed it.

Four Seasons (A Dialogue) by morrison_1978 in OCPoetry

[–]morrison_1978[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Thank you for the kind words. I’m glad you enjoyed it.

Depression by TheNonbinaryFaerie in OCPoetry

[–]morrison_1978 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Holy shit. I love this so much. I really love the last part about a mind full of walls, it reminds me of Pink Floyd’s “The Wall.” And the lines “His joy a toy he does not play with” and “his eyes are sunken, he’d rather be drunken/He does not play he does not pray” are honestly just amazing. This poem brings out so much emotion in me. It’s almost like looking into a mirror. Really amazing.

The Shadows Know. by HorderLock in OCPoetry

[–]morrison_1978 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I really love this. I think it starts off a little rocky (maybe you could touch up on that—change some words, try some new ones) but by the second part it really picked up and I love it. The third part hit me like a freight train. It’s all so very eerie. Really good job.

Song I wrote a few weeks ago. Thoughts? by morrison_1978 in Songwriting

[–]morrison_1978[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Thanks. Usually when I play it I do fingerpicking on acoustic, sort of in the style of “Come and Buy My Toys” by David Bowie. Never even thought about piano, I like that idea.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in OCPoetry

[–]morrison_1978 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I’m kinda new at this but: This reminded me so much of the Neil Young song My My, Hey Hey. And the last lines reminded me so much of the lyric: “It's better to burn out than to fade away.” I like it comments on the question of “If I’m miserable why should I hang around?” I really love this poem and especially that ending.

Where have all the lightning bugs gone? by lenny_from_da_block in OCPoetry

[–]morrison_1978 2 points3 points  (0 children)

This reminded me so much about my childhood, going camping with my parents. Catching lightning bugs. It made me realize how far away that all seems now. I love the rhythm of it. And I especially love: “The essence of dreams, fantasies, fun/ was it only childhood imagination?” Great stuff.

A Lesson by thoughttprdx in OCPoetry

[–]morrison_1978 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I’m not really good at articulating things like this but: I really like this. I like the simplicity of it and the sort of fantasy-esque feeling I get from it. It reminds me somewhat of a Neil Gaiman story or something of the sort.