I really should write titles.

Your husband liked your
white shirt and
he told me you were
panty down, window out
come miss f*****g loud

And when you soak
the third world
with the rain you spout,
roses dried
and miss f*****g britain
pant snow, over out
and tossed
little old you
out.

Reviews

[BjH]

An interesting read. There is a lot of terrific imagery going on here, very vivid and intense. I don't necessarily have any suggestions, but maybe expand on the figurative language a bit? I think that you could expand on the images and go deeper into the ideas here.
Yeah Yeah.
Cheers Ross
Are we giving out suggestions?
I have none
I'm not that smart
You get 45 Bonus points for dropping in the word...
Snow

[1heartpub]

Hmmm...interesting figurative speech here. As you know, English English is quite different from American English, so I might be missing something here, but I can grasp the talent in it, even if I can't decipher much of the meaning. I like it. Very good.

Your "titles" always amuse me. I think you ought to keep them the way they are.
This poem is crude, but it made me laugh.

[Ross Saunders]

An interesting read. There is a lot of terrific imagery going on here, very vivid and intense. I don't necessarily have any suggestions, but maybe expand on the figurative language a bit? I think that you could expand on the images and go deeper into the ideas here.