lostthunder's profile
AGE:
27
LOC: Storrs Mansfield, CT
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: April 15
LOC: Storrs Mansfield, CT
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: April 15
hmm…what to put down? i like to think of myself as an intelligent, open minded, slightly repressed, clinically messed up in the head, but an all around nice guy. ive been writing what i like to say is poetry for quite a while. people have said that im pretty good, but id like to know what other writers think. ive dabbled in short stories, done a few of those, and ive been working on a “book” for a while. but that is definitly a work in progress. any other questions comments or concerns, hit me up. not sure what else to jot down here. (they leave it pretty much to the imagination dont they ???) LATER
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Tonight I stared into the night sky for the first time in a long while. Ever find yourself doing that? Just staring into the eyes of the man on the moon until you can hear him whispering to you through the wind? My eyes glazed back and forth between the brilliance of the moon and the cloud clothed stars. The images and thoughts that erupt during this sort of cozmic daydreaming are staggering. I can never help but think of all the people I know when I lock eyes with the moon. You always h...
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July 13, 2007 The story you are about to experience is real. No names have have been changed because there is no one to protect; no one is innocent. Innocence, what an outmoded idea. Why is this concept still alive? Why is the word even still in the language? Why does any one person still assume that there is innocence in this world? Innocence projects lack of guilt in one form or another. But I know now that everyone is, or will be, guilty of some mortal sin throughout life. Just today i was...
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my heart trembles at your presence oh, to be in love with your essence i see you float along the floor like so many others have before thoughts of love trigger in me not what most would ever see people often speak of seeing stars when the only thing i see are scars memories of what has been passed so many lovely notions have been cast but i know all too well whats to come things so unimaginable to some thoughts of darkness, the pain thoughts of tears, oh, the rain seeing more than red velvet ...
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July 13, 2007 The story you are about to experience is real. No names have have been changed because there is no one to protect; no one is innocent. Innocence, what an outmoted idea. Why is this concept still alive? Why is the word even still in the language? Why does any one person still assume that there is still innocence in this world? Innocence projects lack of guilt in one form ar another. But I know now that everyone is, or will be, guilty of some mortal sin throughout life. Whether th...
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Sirens in the silence Voices in my head All helping me through My pain and my dread Hearing the past scream All too close it seems For it to be the past Pain will always last I cant believe All that I've felt But now the sadness Starts to melt Feeling the pain Driving me sane Screaming at the rain Nothing to gain Living to die Starting to cry Asking me why I'm wanting to die Nothing to live for But still I live Trying to see all I have to give But the sun breaks the clouds Giving what happine...
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quick and clean. the use of imagery and words are indeed good. however, it doesnt seem to read smoothly in spots. whether its too many or not enough syllables, it doesnt quite roll. obviously its hard to get an exact match most of the time, but if only to get closer. anyway, it is as itself a nice image of thought and longing. "to far off shores I cannot go on landbound legs and anchored home" i expecially enjoyed this one good on ya
it is true, truth is often stranger than fiction. i enjoyed the whole pitch idea and the way the speaker embelished and twisted the situation. the KFC line was nice. this is definitely an interesting way to relay the sheer rediculous things that people do. the best part was your aesop-esque moral at the end. good one...
50.0% Review Quality (2 Votes)
this was interesting. but i have issues with it personally. it speaks of a troubled mind, but really doesnt delve into those troubles. the only feeling one gets from reading this is is that of somewhat superficial feelings, and a description of the room itself. i do like the line about the hollowed out tree. that was nice in and of itself. but really i feel that this piece is just about the room and very little about what the room is for, relaxation. only about 1/4 of it has anything to do wi...
this piece offers alot. it is a bit hard to comprehend though. my mind kept switching between different images that i was reading. a farmer, a sculptor, two lovers. mind settled on the two lovers part. after that it was easier to read. anyway, i really enjoyed the imagery and the way the words were crafted. the only thing i really see wrong is that its a little hard to grasp the first, or even second time i read it.
why did nile sleep in his car? what happened to the rest of wednesday? or the rest of the weekend for that matter. how does the girl know his name if shes never met him? and who just up and tells people about a tragic accident so freely? wouldnt Laila be hesitant to bring up such a memory? "But she chided him in a way that impressed Nile with an air of purity and honesty, not superiority. Nile considered her statement for a moment," oK, what did she say? well, first i have to say that you hav...
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