by Emily Sparkles
The poem that will never be profound and yet is told again and again.
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Its timelessness alone sets it up, and you made it profoundly lovely. *
Why thank you, Mathew! :)
Strong opening. Good piece.
Last stanza! Just lovely. *
The last stanza could almost be a haiku.
we never tire of good stories well told.*
Needs to be said over and over again. Thanks for taking the risk.
I hope I don't cheapen your feedback by saying that my emotional response to it is almost as cliche and warm as that in the piece itself. Very encouraging, so thank you, community :)
worth telling again *
Acknowledgment is incredibly important for writers. And, that warmth spreading in your chest is not a cliche. It is your self-esteem expanding xx
You are wilderness is a much better, less cliched title.
Its timelessness alone sets it up, and you made it profoundly lovely. *
Why thank you, Mathew! :)
Strong opening. Good piece.
Last stanza! Just lovely. *
The last stanza could almost be a haiku.
we never tire of good stories well told.*
Needs to be said over and over again. Thanks for taking the risk.
I hope I don't cheapen your feedback by saying that my emotional response to it is almost as cliche and warm as that in the piece itself. Very encouraging, so thank you, community :)
worth telling again *
Acknowledgment is incredibly important for writers. And, that warmth spreading in your chest is not a cliche. It is your self-esteem expanding xx
You are wilderness is a much better, less cliched title.