What would it be like if you lived in a gRave yaRd..hmmm.

never seems to be time for goodbyes

cries offten heard in the place i live

delth intines with buttie

how i love it here

it labels me a freak

they just dont understand

thats just life i gess

for a grounds keeper of a

Grave Yard

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  • Fro on Oct 23, 2010

    It just doesn’t flow. You need to really hit it from one angle, then branch off, hitting from all sides. At first the reader feels the story is about a graveyard inhabitant, pondering the ideas of the poem being about the dead, or the alive living with the dead. Never would I have thought it to be about the grounds keeper (although that is sensible). but sensisble is NOT your style. Unconventional is. Try again with this one, may be lengthening it (but that’s not the main objective.

  • Fro on Oct 23, 2010

    As the reader, I am confused as to who will be the narrator at first (in a good way): the dead, the living dead, spooky creatures, a hobo… yet you went with the sensible of the groundskeeper. That’s unlike you; you go for the unconventional. Go back and work on this one. I think your holding back something that would amke this one GREAT.

  • alvinwriter on Nov 23, 2010

    Interesting. I’ve been to graveyards where people live among the dead.

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