Short Critiques Poems
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Reclusive Arthur Dove
small scale was is first love
Unappreciated critiques were rife
for his collage&assemblages were his life
I now know where I have never ever truly belonged.
Refusing excuses or reminders from others anymore.
Never again will I believe their own critiques or lies.
normally I think tattoos look strange on women’s bodies
this time the tattooing looks like henna, delicate and pretty
I have no critiques, am rather in awe this time actually
art
feelings
dubious
diverse daring
finished production
individual tastes
variety of critiques
adored by some but loathed by others
imagination at her best
creativity in its prettiness
Serpent-shaped streams of tears slithering down my reddened cheeks
As I silently cry out all of the feelings built up for weeks.
Quietly reflecting on how he's changed because of my critiques.
Your visceral comments are taking on a new pitch.
Do you have some weird little glitch?
Why a you hitting me with a switch?
Your critiques don’t help to enrich.
Quit being such a troll.
Negativity takes its toll
emphasized
distinguished
& scattered
spread out
pretexts
for
reflection
of
nowaday
notions
influenced
&
flavoured
with
humour
prompted
by
contemporary
critiques
Very rarely,
Do I comment on poems I read.
Even ones I like.
So many perspectives,
Opinions and beliefs.
To harsh are my critiques
Even to my own.
There is still so much
I haven't learned
That I don't feel I'm qualified.
Traced backwards through dreams gone—
Saw a cobblestone path creasing palm of land
Slowly, images ripened beneath memory’s dawn
Faded, pattering feet stroking stone into sand.
2010.10.
NOTICE: I'd like hard-core critiques, please!
INSPIRATION CONFIRMED-:-
seeing
feeling
understanding
integral
conceptions
of BEAUTY AS A YARDSTICK
authentic
integral
displaying
distinguished
motifs
in FIRST & THE FOREMOST
characteristic
vigour
formulated
civil
critiques
Right Cause
Risk all for the
Right cause, while you may not be
Rewarded in the way you expect you might
Realize that the journey was a
Reward in itself. Others my
React negatively to what you are doing, but
Respond to their critiques with reason
A Woman
(a limerick)
By Franklin Price
10/22/2015
A woman I know from Vermont
Would Facebook grammatically haunt
Her critiques quite verbose
Errors smelled with her nose
Tell me I'm wrong she would gleefully taunt
(I know verbose and nose don't rhyme – you'll just have to live with it)
Be Nice
Don’t be nasty, don’t be mean.
Don’t use words, that are obscene.
Don’t be obscure, please be concise.
Don’t use words, that are not nice.
Don’t stroke egos, like a phallus.
Don’t use words, filled with malice.
Don’t hurt feelings, when you write.
Critiques are for helping, so keep it tight.
By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison
I
Some writers are blessed readers
The only way I know, although
They may comment occasionally
Their words go deeper, with wider flow
Unleashing moments when we commune
We use different words with the same spirit-tune
II
I will err, not honor, if I raise some apart
YOU are too many to mention, may miracles
Greater than moments attend your living art
As I thank you from a poet's spiritual heart
My jeans are all stacked in three groups
From slim to the wide hoola-hoops
While diets are tedium
I’m back to a medium
My fasting would shock our brave troops
With nineteen pounds lost in three weeks
I smile when I see smaller cheeks
I credit V-8 juice
For making my jeans loose
My butt receives better critiques
*February 11, 2021
For Anthony Biaanco’s “3” Contest
When I woke up I didn't expect to see
My face is changed, this isn't really me
I felt all around my nose and my cheeks
Everything was perfect, no more critiques
Then a smile grew on my face
Which lead to the surprising outcome of disgrace
All of my once-perfect teeth had somehow disappeared
And now I have everything to fear
Wishing for perfection is going to have consequence
Now, looking at my smile, there is the evidence.
When offering advice, it’s best,
So you won’t be forsaken,
To ponder just exactly how
Your guidance might be taken.
For uninvited judgment,
Even said with good intent,
Might be something the recipient
Could very well resent.
Critiques, although constructive,
Often stick in someone’s craw;
Not everyone appreciates
The spotlight on a flaw.
So I’d tread very lightly,
My objections kept inside,
‘Cause a wound to someone’s ego
Might be all that I’d provide.
Tonight
the street is full of poems
hanging, shimmering
frozen petals in the air
He who dares to pick one
makes no imprint in the holy snow.
©2010.10.
-NOTICE-
I would love it if Soupers could give me some critical feedback. I don't even mind very very strong critiques as long as they're constructive. I'm always encouraged by all the positive comments you all give me, but I think it's time to upgrade my writing skills. ;) So come on and take my poem to pieces, people! :D