Comments on: Please Miss Your Plane

By: Mary

Mary — Thu, 18 Aug 2011 07:16:14 +0000

Excellent creation! I can hardly think of any word to show my love to this poem. Every line makes me feel the feeling. “I had a dream but I was wrong.” Love the last line most.

By: T.S.Eliot

T.S.Eliot — Fri, 24 Jun 2011 13:03:10 +0000

Hi, nice poem. I am a english literature student. And could you tell something about the Rhyme scheme here and which rhyme scheme do you think is most beautiful

By: Rajeev

Rajeev — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 15:55:13 +0000

I read the poem and all the comments that followed and everything makes for some very good reading

By: Ken Coleman

Ken Coleman — Thu, 16 Jul 2009 02:29:41 +0000

I couldn’t have said it better! I can relate to all that! : – ) That’s for sure

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Fri, 29 Feb 2008 07:43:00 +0000

I don't fink I wike you, Mishter Anonymush. You make Miss Anna cwy and frow things because you upseddith her too mutch.

I fink your poem rockths, tho! \o/

;>jl

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Sat, 09 Feb 2008 01:26:00 +0000

I'm sorry honey,
I caught my plane.
I had to go,
though I'm to blame.
I did it all for you my dear
but in my heart and soul you're here.
but I'll be back as soon I can
and then I'll say 'tis here I am.
a crushing hug and warm embrace
and once again a smiling face.
So hush now honey don't dispair.
because for you i'm always there.

By: janetleigh

janetleigh — Fri, 08 Feb 2008 13:33:00 +0000

Oh this is wonderfully done, written in a fragile, vulnerable voice and excellent images:

"I'm breaking glass
inside my head"

and the last 2 killer lines. Very powerful word choices, Anna..:) Kudos!

By: paisley

paisley — Fri, 08 Feb 2008 03:37:00 +0000

i have so been there,,, exactly there… i know because you described it like you have been there too…….

By: writerwoman

writerwoman — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 21:20:00 +0000

I'm breaking glass
Inside my head.

fantastic line! The sadness and desperation in this poem is gripping.

By: scribblingsandsketches

scribblingsandsketches — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 20:28:00 +0000

Yes:

I’m breaking glass
inside my head.

followed by

If I throw enough jars
Around my room
And crash them into
Shards and hell

Makes for very gripping, uncomfortable reading. Very raw. This poem has a lot of emotional impact.

I’m glad you put something up again that is yours, Anna

Ario