Vlad

I click - they move, Servants of my every whim, Harevst wood or mine gold, It's all the same to me- I need them both: to train, The greatest of all armies! But you... You just plain suck. An archer or two, Coupled with a demon. I could ravage you myself, Pillage through your town, And you'd have no hope- I'd take your gold, Kill all your men. It doesn't help- When you just stay, Get your eyes clawed out, By vicious ghouls, or militia. Luckily... Our opponents are even worse.

Nyyark- I think it would be best if these were made one at a time, yours being the first one. I volunteer to make one next, but I can't guarantee anything. Also, I started the OOC thread for it, if you don't mind.

idiot box, eh? I thought only I called it that. Otherwise an impressive poem. I can't say I caould connect... I just love watching all of the kiddie channels (Nickelodeon, Disney, Cartoon Network...) If you are looking for a scapegoat, I present to you 'Married... with children' brought to you by FOX. That was the first show (and station) to have a program deviate from the original "perfect family". I can see where the author is comming from, and I find it very clever how 'Life was better in black and white' is repeated at the end of quatrains. A good read.

I like your style and what you were trying to express, I'll reread the poems, and comment more thoroughly when I'm not so behind in RL. That, or maybe have less Nyquill (sp?) in my system...

I wanted the poem to end in a jolt, and i guess I underestimated the infinity statement... I had just got done doing math homework, I guess... lol.

rev- nice... Hopper- I know where you're coming from, but I'm hoping that just reading good writing will jar some ideas or activity into this brainwashed hunk of flesh

Fresh meat...!!! *evil grin* I...uh...mean...uh...great to see a new face! Yeah...that's it! *hurredly scurries off back to the work he's been avoiding*

Well, speaking from the viewpoint of an RP lover - although not a good one - the best place to start is to jump in. I recomend Rune's story, simply because of the openness of the whole thing. Other than that, just remember to not control other's char's unless you have permission. Even then, try to stay in character, and act like the other person would.

Tas, you know I love you (Don't get any ideas ) but this looks like a problem that you'll have to get through on your own. Better to have loved and lusted (or lost; whichever you prefer) than to have never loved at all.

I never bothered to learn, even though I always wanted too. Guess I don't have that much free time. Wait, there was this time when I tried to play, but my friends were crazy, and it was too complicated. The moral: take baby steps.

Good luck Deadly. I hope that you return soon... You were truly a gifted soul. Being able to write like you did, with so little practice. I think. I'm sure everybody will be expecting when you come back.

The person above me used to be part of TFM, The French Magikas Or as I prefer to decipher that particular acronym: The French Mafia (Did I spell the last word right?)

perhaps spelling? (wail) also, this poem conveys an interesting feeling that I can't put into words. It send a shiver down my spine, not a bad one mind you, just a shiver. I agree that it deserves to be posted in the Writer's workshop. You will get more feed back from there...

This is a good piece of writing, but I have to make a note of critique on the rhyming. in the second stanza the scheme changes, then in the third it goes back to what it was. This makes the second stanza stand out. Unfortunately, there really wasn't anything exceptional it there. All it does is seem to accentuate the indecision. If that's what you were aiming for, great. Personally I would have done it different, but that's just me. Also, the first two lines of every other stanza rhyme (do, anew, few) It is a good reccuring theme, but poorly developed. A good work full of indecision and emotion, but could use some polishing up.

*whistles* She does it again. This is great imagery. Nyyark, you know what you're doing when you bring 'em here!

I like it. It does get choppy at times, but overall it's fine. I enjoyed the theme of this poem, creating a sense of dignity. Can't think of improvements....

The person above me likes chicken soup... (I think I remember seeing it somewhere...)

*walks in after not being here for a couple of days...* Now I'm even more confused... And yes, the PM option conviniently occured to me 30 seconds after clicking the 'Sumbit Post' button.

The person above me is the inventor of 'The Seven'

I have seen several references to Gwaihir's gender as being female (i.e. Wiggly Christmas, the name is a female elf, 'The Person Above Me'), But in the profile it says you are male... Is this something you are unsure about, too lazy to change in your profile, think is funny...? Please allivieate my confusion. I wouldn't want to embarass myself by saying he/she at the most inoportune time... <_<

Rocket through the sky, Blasting through my brains, I can't stop thinking of- You and what you say... Flying - wings apart, Soaring through life, Caught me by surprise, But its what you do... Not pausing to care- About the simplest things, Stop and smell the roses, You may find it too true... Pounding out the hate, Of causes infernal, Doesn't need to be This way or other... Loud and zooming, Speeding past the light, I see you differently, Worse than it shows... Just relax, And enjoy the swim, Down the stream of life, Called consiousness.

Take me away, From these people. Let me free, From this place. Release my soul, To wreak havoc- Upon the realm, Infinity rocks past. I watch you barrel, By and by life spins, As of now it seems, Not only I am pained.

Good epithet. I also like how you make the reader feel for this person, yet smile at the same time. Another good one Peredhil. You don't write often, but when you write, oh boy. You seem to be the Yui of poetry.

Good visualization, but the 'The' at the begigning seems to detract from the meaning. Try using active voice... I like how Man is by itself at the end, although it might not hurt to have it separated by a few lines. Certainly a good poem. Keep it up.

I don't know exactly what you were aiming for, but this poem has an impact on me... I am therelly (sp?) disturbed. I feel as though my soul is tainted. I must bathe.