• Take me to the desert
    Where there’s got to be
    A whole heap of nothing
    For you and me
    Take me to the desert
    Take me to the sand
    Show me the colour of your right hand.

    Love is a temple
    Love is a shrine
    Buy some love at the five and dime
    A little bit of love
    From the counter store
    Get it on credit if you need some more.
    I’ll the figure of your dis…[Read more]

  • surely once we make the desicion to post a peice of poetry we allow others the right to comment on that peice of work, no matter how personal it may be. we open ourselves up to criticism and others opinions and we have to accept good and bad comments from everyone.

    like i said before i would rather someone be honest about my writing than pretend…[Read more]

  • well feel free to say what you like about my stuff, i promise i wont go and stick my head into a vat of acid. :wink: :lol:

  • i think poetry still has to be asthetically appealing, some poetry can be almost as bad as listening to fingernails on a chalkboard. just makes you wish youd never started to read it. i think you can criticise someone honestly and still be tactful about it. there is a difference to being constructive and personally attacking someones work i think.

  • i would rather someone be completely honest and say what they thought rather than tell me they really liked my work just to be nice. if no one criticises your work you dont know where you are going wrong. if you cant take criticism then you shouldnt allow your work to be published or seen. i am lucky i think my work is crap anyway so any postive…[Read more]

  • Fave Authors Steven King, Clive Barker, Tolkein, Stephen Donaldson, Anne Mcaffery, Anne Rice, Edgar Allen Poe, Charles Dickens, Daphne Du Maurier.

    Fave Books, any from the above mentioned, oh and more recently The Da Vinci Code.

    Recommendations, i’d recommend The Chronicle of Thomas Covenant by Stephen Donaldson, a must read for any tolkein…[Read more]

  • I was born a child of grace
    Nothing else about the place
    Everything was ugly but your beautiful face
    And it left me no illusion

    I saw you in the curve of the moon
    In the shadow cast across my room
    You heard me in my tune
    When I just heard confusion

    All because of you
    All because of you
    All because of you
    I am… I am

    I like the sound of my own v…[Read more]

  • with a stroke of charcoal she draws the outline
    that strong black shape that will hold the colours
    of her heart

    smudging the canvas as she works
    she adds a stroke here and a line there
    building up the picture

    smokey eyes gaze down at her
    showing the tenderness within though
    not yet brought to life

    a flash of colour as she smooths on oils
    the…[Read more]

  • :lol: :lol: needs more work see me after class. :wink:

    right enough spamming on someones creative efforts. :)

  • observer, i wasnt aware that it was a creative writing exercise, as for me having egg on my face, not at all, a criticism is still a criticism regardless of the content. i think she has a talent, and personally i reckon she should give up the classes and just write from her soul, writing cannot be forced, it should flow naturally, it is the only…[Read more]

  • i hope you dont mind some criticism that may make this sound slightly better??

    try replacing the word spake with spoke it will make it sound more natural, and the line “the farther i dared to follow the path he led”, is a tad too long i feel, it could be shortened to simply the farther i dared to follow.

    with the next line, “all the while…[Read more]

  • Inside the doors are sealed to love
    Inside my heart is sleeping
    Inside the fingers of my glove
    Inside the bones of my right hand
    Inside it’s colder than the stars
    Inside the dogs are weeping
    Inside the circus of the wind
    Inside the clocks are filled with sand
    Inside she’ll never hurt me
    Inside the winter’s creeping
    Inside the compass of the…[Read more]

  • In the moonlight
    When the shadows play
    When the thought of what could happen
    Takes your breath away
    Sighs and whispers
    Quiet laughter in the air
    Unspoken invitations everywhere

    In the moonlight
    All the words you say
    Make it relatively easy
    To be swept away
    In the half-light
    Can we trust the way we feel
    Can we be sure that anything is real?

    Stars…[Read more]

  • daydreamer get a hold of yourself
    before you dream your life away
    daydreamer live your life day by day
    dont make plans for the future

    all your dreams seem to crumble and fall
    before you get to live them
    where is the sense in it all
    you’ll never get to see them

    daydreamer you have to live for today
    there may be no tomorrow
    daydreamer just let it…[Read more]

  • Be hold the way our fine feathered friend
    His virtue doth parade
    Thou knowest not my dim witted friend
    The picture thou hast made
    Thy vacant brow and thy tousled hair
    Conceal thy good intent
    Thou noble upright, truthful, sincere
    And slightly dopey gent

    You’re my funny valentine
    Sweet comic valentine
    You make me smile with my heart
    Your looks a…[Read more]

  • thanks angel, have read some of your work and i must say you have quite a talent there. :D

  • I thought you’d be out of my mind
    And I’d finally found a way to learn to live without you
    I thought it was just a matter of time
    Till I had a hundred reasons not to think about you

    But it’s just not so
    And after all this time, I still can’t let go

    I’ve still got your face
    Painted on my heart
    Scrawled upon my soul
    Etched upon my memory, b…[Read more]

  • Whenever I Say Your Name

    Sting

    Whenever I say your name, whenever I call to mind your face
    Whatever bread’s in my mouth, whatever the sweetest wine that I
    taste
    Whenever your memory feeds my soul, whatever got broken becomes
    whole
    Whenever I’m filled with doubts that we will be together

    Wherever I lay me down, wherever I put my head to…[Read more]

  • Its been a long road, getting from there to here.
    Its been a long time, but my time is finally near.
    And I can feel the change in the wind right now. Nothings in my way.
    And theyre not gonna hold me down no more, no they’re not gonna hold me down.

    Cause Ive got faith of the heart.
    Im going where my heart will take me.
    Ive got faith to believe. I…[Read more]

  • Cymorill replied to the topic tv programme in the board Off topic chat 19 years, 5 months ago

    to be honest i find the double standards involved with peoples views to do with breastfeeding in public a little odd, i mean lets face it the very same feeding devices are in practically every daily newspaper, so why are women made to feel like they are doing something wrong when feeding in public?

    as to breast feeding a child at 8 or 9 i do…[Read more]

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