My name is Quicksilver, and I write descriptive poetry with a lot of feeling.

I am glad to have a poem master in my critique group!!!

 
I am new here and this is my first thread thing!!!! Yay someone replied!! 

My name is Rose bud, and I have a lot of background that would take to long to type!! Erm, Cricket was where I was first published. 

When at least two more people join the critique group, someone will post a poem/question/comment, and everyone will add their input. Then someone else will post something... 

I was thinking that was how we could do things. Any suggestions??

Okay! * plays nervously with her hair* 

I will put up my latest rough draft poem as soon as I get a chance! 

Hello, I am Winter Firefly. 

Poems are really deep, and personal for me. My poetry is unusually dark. Intense. Interesting. Poetry is a form of writing I spill my secrets and thoughts into. I pour my soul into them, as if I were water, it it were a glass, yearning for the wetness of a drink, inside it.

Sorry, am I ranting too much? 

My poetry is a bit... Humorous.

A bit... Rumorous.

It's a bunch of gook and bazook,

And of course, a little bit of kazook.

I love poetry,

but my poetry is a boretry,

so it's a bit of a waste trying.

So what's the use crying?

Anyways...

The monster is under my bed.

That's what my brother said.

But I hope, I hope, I hope,

This monster is just... A mope.

The monster is under my bed.

I hope I'm not dead.

Oh, i'm going run-run,

and my monster is going yum-yum!

The monster is eating my head.

And my brother is hiding in the shed.

Good-bye, Good-bye,

I'm already dead. 

The monster is under my bed.

The monster has eaten my head! 

Oh, my brother is next,

in that monster's mouth! 

Nope. I'm a ranter myself sometimes! 

Okay, we are starting today. You can still join if you want to! You don't even have to join if you just have a question or comment.

I'm going to post my latest poem, which is a rough draft, and also untitled. 

The books in my future are real.

Stacked sloppily in all sizes waiting

to be dumped onto my bed,

pages bending over some other world’s

scuffed-and-scratched cover.

My back-pack slumps, almost empty

onto the oval shaped grey table.

Waiting to be filled with the weight

of my Mom’s dinked computer and

the seven books I just checked out.

The folded bundle of papers fans

open to where I can just see the words.

All the half-papers that I can see look

frozen in place. Someone pressed stop,

as they moved with the air. 

A hand pushes them aside until they

knock into my backpack; whose white

fabric barely acknowledges the paper.

Ready to go? My Dad asks, his thumbs

sliding across is black phone. 

Top!

That poem was really good, I like the way you describe things, with your poem it is as if you have captured a moment of time otherwise unsignificant and made it into a beautiful reality, good job!

I would also like to ask if I may join. I write free verse mainly but also the occasional haiku when the mood strikes me.

Welcome Squeak and Juniper! I hope I spelled your names correctly. I was reading my poem, and I noticed how it was a little confusing when talking about the paper. Here is what I was trying to describe: I had a stack of paper and folded it in half without creasing it, and it kind of fanned open when I lay it on the table. Any ideas how I could make it less confusing? Any ideas for the title??? Also I wondered if there is anyone here who thinks this my be have juxtaposition in it? I thought there might be a little bit. If you do not know what juxtaposition is, I make a horrible dictionary even if I know the definitions. 

When we finish discussing poems, than other people will post their poems in the order that they joined.  

I'm so happy so many talented writers are joining! Yay!

Does anyone have any questions? 

Hi Rose bud ,

I would love to share poetry with you all . I like to write deep poetry that makes you think a lot about it after you read it . Also , I love just writing regular and poetic fantasy. I'm about to be published for the first time in poetry , but have been published multiple times for writing .

Thanks ,

Emma Rose ( Cloudy ) 

Yay! Emma Rose!! 

My cousin just joined the Chatterbox tonight too. I'm pretty sure it is her, her pen name is Queen Elizabeth. See you tomorrow!