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the goldminer crackwrung his raw panhand
the coalminer bellowed his blacklung
the saltminer tonguelicked his chaplip flap
my sugarminer's crydrops just stung
scratching my redrasp and dry straw
my berries
chewing my sugarscabs nervously
biting the fruitflesh stuck under my nail
where is my gingerbread?  
where is my trail?
cause im glassrashed and cavitied
a sweeteetherslathering
im sure sweating honey
but who's counting
who am i now, miss, and why am i here
"Your talents are your job, my dear!"
inherited tools,
the rule is no rules?
with my thick opposing thumb
God, did i ever get anything-
consider the crystals melting clear
the eyelashes on this snowmonkey here
quiet snowballs in a pile
just digging
for snowcrab
the while

25 Jun 03

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why the title?
 — Ananke

ooh. wow. i get this. it would be incredibly painful to explain how i get it (for me and for you...my vocabulary is kinda big, but it's not big enough, lol) ... but i do. and it's good.

the title...er. yeah. wha? lmao. well, from my dictionary (who's powers are useless on this website) i looked up jabber and talkie. i got...a movie with a [gibberish] soundtrack. the movie with a soundtrack being a talkie and gibberish being jabber.

i take things way too literal sometimes. only when they make no sense to me when i'm thinking unliterally.
 — classy_ha

love. last five lines make floating candy goodness inside my bellers.
 — onklcrispy

I understand your point, but I don't know how effective your execution is. There are so many useless, filler words in this poem, and they make it sound pretentious. I don't know why I should care, and seeing as though it is your job to make the reader care, then I'm going to have to assert that this poem falls short of its intentions. Sorry to be so blunt. Also, the third stanza is incredibly weak in both verbs and nouns.
 — collyrium

read "jabberwocky" and then come back to this poem's title with some newfound sense. " 'twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe..." i adore lewis carrol.
 — unknown

This is great. jabberwocky was brilliant because the story was told despite the words. This is rather more of Tolkein's "gollum" with inhertings and wailments - but the story is told. I've given it an 8!
 — ka

there is something about this that I completely and utterly understand, and there is something about this that I will never fully comprehend. And I think I'm ok with that. An excellent job.
 — Charlie

Ffenomennenal! It's not deep to me, but it's well-written. The cunning linguistics are appreciated on this side the computer screen.
 — zepplin42

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 — gnormal

a fun poem with words that dance almost off the page (or screen for that matter)
two thumbs waay up!
 — Underground

I love it! Especially lines 1-4. I really got something out of this.
 — AtomBombJohn

this is pretty good. i even forgive the made up words, as they are all composite words.
the only things i'd do to it would be: adding an apostrophe in line 9 (wheeze-diggin') and using a comma instead of a colon in line 10.
 — aerol

nervous when i saw this in the top 10.  i renamed it and changed a lot.  all for the better.
 — gnormal

lovely. nuttin else. never can make your stuff any betterful with my comments. i just enjoy em.
 — unknown

nice poem. love to hear this one read out loud. or hear olly sing it. - me
 — unknown

Wow this is good
 — unknown

 — unknown

 — unknown

"your talents are your job, my dear."
: )
 — fractalcore