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  1. Date: 5/16/2010 4:44:00 PM
    going through my favorite poems, you should do this style again. This is my fav of yours and you know why. the slam girl, and the free verse flowing style you have going on,..p..d

  1. Date: 4/30/2010 12:02:00 PM
    you know the slam got my attention, this is going to my favs i can remember you can slam to,. i am kinda lost her ..i just find my self roaming. reading and answering some comments back wow i am barely learning how to go to other pages in here. you have alot of poetry, well some have a ton of pages .. how cool is that..enjoyed this read, also i wanted to Thank you for the comment. I appreciate your kind words. It means a lot to me.

  1. Date: 2/12/2010 11:49:00 AM
    Dealing with a person who lies is not a fun life. Great topic that you have chosen on which to write today. Keep the creative pen flowing. Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my poem about Discoery. I believe that you have wisdom which is knowledge with a special touch the added Spirit that comes on us and grows if we liet it. Sara

  1. Date: 2/3/2010 4:37:00 AM
    I definitely feel this one sister. I know plenty of people like this. Wonderful write!

  1. Date: 2/1/2010 6:15:00 PM
    Yeah i def wish i coulda sent this to a few people. not my fav but nice work xo Rain

  1. Date: 1/27/2010 10:26:00 PM
    Is this a breakup poem? Fun to do one like that. Reminded me of an old boyfriend named Alvin and really cute with the bluest contact lenses ever in his already blue eyes. Glad you liked the song Johnny angel! LUv, andrea ps. yes, the "image" we have of romance is able to surpass the reality. I agree.

  1. Date: 8/19/2009 2:57:00 AM
    Nice job Lynette many more divine thoughts from you.God Bless,Prince.

  1. Date: 7/27/2009 12:48:00 AM
    Strongly thought out poem Lynette, terrific read>>James

  1. Date: 5/28/2009 7:10:00 AM
    Love is like mercury ... hold it too and it flies to its death like a strangled bird ... keep your hands open and it coos like a love-sick bird ... like your poems at the personal edge reaching for the universal.

  1. Date: 5/26/2009 10:33:00 AM
    The anger in your voice can be heard in your words!:p This makes a gr8 Poet:)