Best Feedback Poems
Vivacious, practical, self-directed
Mary Bailey, nice body
it makes no sense that just because George
might never have been she suddenly becomes a shy,
homely, lonely librarian without a dog or god.
No, it did not fundamentally matter
whether George was born except to his mother. Potter
might have taken over but why should the morality
of a whole community decline? As for the ship
going down, if a butterfly in China had fluttered
right instead of left 10,000 years ago
the tragedy would have been entirely averted
in fact the whole war would not have happened!
I pleasure in and treasure
my insignificance. If only
I could be overlooked
by the planning board and IRS.
One false note gives the lie
to the whole premise. God died
but was elected posthumously to the Senate
as for the Big Bang theory, when it
supposedly happened what surrounded that
golf ball of matter and now what
occupies the time beyond the farthest edge of space?
My wife over dinner laughs, says Face
it, you'll never know so stop asking questions.
That is how we must make music, mindful of our extreme
limits, our politics, our complete dependence on the theme
of God as feedback, bifurcation and correction.
Innocent memories
Was a first trial on the Minichu contest
Some queries
Date extended
Few more muses trickled in next
Splendid!
Bizarre
drew out the best
Par!
Innocent memories
Few more muses trickled in next
Par!
3.10.2020
Note: Example of feedback from myself as a sponsor of Minichu contest. Soupers may like to write a feedback Minichu from their perspective.
Feedback has beginnings and endings beyond one's
control, disorder, and manipulation are the results of
feedback. In the midst of and betwixt between a process
of services and boundaries. The results are feedback.
Lack of self-worth and personal space The results are feedback,
Everyone will be tested relatively well or badly and catch the
eye of judgment and one's genuine individuality concludes
feedback.
My thoughts
The bridges in my brain
My memory
My courage
The baggage of a name
Letters scripts projecting all the same
Contacting the central station of my brain
My brain
It holds and release
Messages increases
Para-thesis
Sneezes
Cripple loads paraplegic
Pieces
Brought together whether we need it
Life begins photosynthesis heat bleaches
Turn colors creative catastrophic catastrophes repeated
Who is to see it?
Revolutionized revelation exceeded
Time capsule opened chapel preach it
Believe it
Changes come to set strange hypothesis school history bleeped it
Covered with lies folk made up sheets blanket keep it
Wave pattern memorized hypnosis deleted
Roar when you are good
Love
Lord
"Come over here guys...
What a spectacular performance!
Were the judges as impressed?
I think there's a very good chance..."
"My darling, that was FAB-U-LOUS!
It had elegance. It had style."
"That was so so beautiful!
It made everybody smile!"
"Well, that routine was off the charts!
I'm speechless once again..."
"Look! Craig's dusting off the cobwebs
And he's whipping out his TEN!"
"Well done guys, head up to Claud,
Where you'll find out where your scores
Will put you on the leaderboard...
And there is still applause!"
"Wow! That was incredible!
How did it feel?"
"Like it wasn't really me out there...
It was so surreal!"
"My partner has been amazing,
Working every possible hour in."
"Fingers crossed. We're rooting for you!"
"The judges scores are in.
Craig Revel Horwood"
"............. Ten."
"Motsi Mabuse"
"It's a ten!"
"Shirley Ballas"
"It's never too early
For a TEN from Shirley!"
"Anton Du Beke"
"It was brilliant! Ten!"
"That's the highest score
Of the series so far...
You've smashed it! Well done!
You truly are a star!
If this couple was your favourite
Then make next week a yes.
Voting opens at the end
Of tonight's show. Tess!"
Written 22nd November 2022
For the "Dialogue Proficiency Contest"
Sponsor: Matt Caliri
From front we intake,
We don't feed back!
Feedback Echoes?
I shout out into the dark void!
I cast my tunes out wondering?
My words transmit the pictures.
Mind floats on the notes I hear.
Giving heart rises and falls with the melody.
Great hurts and pleasures flow with the lyrics.
Spirit floats over the waves of light.
Sputtering packets of energy undulate!
Why do my eyes see what others do not?
Waves of endless colors, words and numbers' assault!
Packets of energy assail and pelt me!
Pushing me towards the unknown answers.
Differences and opposites melt into one.
Do I have the right to see this?
Feedback echoes maybe do I hear?
Flowing into my mind, heart and body?
Tell me is this what it all means?
To see the light, the dark and the grays?
In natured wording,
In what season can you say,
“Never say never?!”
It’s said, “God never leaves us!”
Never will this not be?!
Never ever stop
Fighting for liberation;
No, never ever:-
Such audacious wordplay;
Saying, “Never say never.”
Lovely feedback, makes me glow,
Taking time to let me know
That my efforts hit the mark
And even caused some smiles to spark.
A job well done feels great inside
But emails, texts and calls provide
An extra boost that’s guaranteed
To let me know some folks agreed.
Of course, some feedback might report
The opposite of true support
Although, for now, I’m all abeam,
Ensconced within a thumbs-up dream.
A few soaring trees
Here and there
On a green earth
Flowers with flesh in girth
The costume bear
No wear and tear
Air going out in BMW
Air coming in seven hues
This show is likely due to
System in a capital skew
In front of them
Is the waste land
Marshy messy meadow
Dull bushes in shadow
Looking ugly and small
Staring at the marble hall
“Can’t we get
Some healthy sunshine
A little shade by a hand divine
A tender touch of love
To get rid of
This wheeze and whine?”
But apathetic capital
Pays no heed
Day goes and night comes
The vulture is sure to return
Peeved mass of despair
Inflammable in the air
The other day came the headlines
Two fleshy plants molested
Raped and confined
Turmoil in the spine
The force opens fire
A gloom dies then and there
Tale of tearing tears everywhere
Grousing gore
Whether here in this shore
Or in Baltimore
Be that as it may
We shall overcome
In the long run
May be it will take
A lot of decades.
We have stars as our guide
And dream inside.
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Methinks it's time for me to create
A rhyme.
My marbles have been scrambled and
Methinks it's quite a crime.
To lose the grand red Highway running athwart my mind.
all my T's and F's and Z's are running amuck.
It is the Amygdala's disambiguation
Messing up my brain.
I was making such amazing progress!
I was starting to achieve,
Intrigued I am - about just how the Amygdala disambiguates.
Hower, mussitation in the definition of this disambiguation.
Have left me with a headache of metacognitive frustration.
* Amygdala - a ganglion of the limbic system adjoining the temporal lobe of the brain and involved in emotions of fear and aggression.
sweet so worm's hidden
sour's free from natural foes
good faces feedback
I once posted a poem on poetry soup
I checked for feedback a while later
I smiled to find I had one view
It was enough to be a motivator
Every time I checked my views they increased by one
Then my smile faded when I realized I was my own fan
Celebrating my own views
A lone spoon for my poetry soup
I
Skills galore
Wills afore
Adam before
Uneven score
Evils galore
II
Reading, re-reading
Poems, Writing
Encouraging, engaging
Lisa, Linda, Harry, Joe
Suzette, Michelle, Insolent Rib
III
Mystical Roses
Lyrical Crosses
Sometimes Glosses
Savior's Losses
Love's Roses