by HarryHill
Another poem about a poet that doesn't know what to say.
saved by the last stanza, and it wasn't as excessive as the anon claims, although the point he makes is a good one, although the case could also be made regarding anons too.
a fickle, calling,
laughing thing that
runs off not far away enuff.
5ed if you must know, but I'll 4 if I see another...
that the last strophe is the best, probably because it's the most present: that is the narrator's voice is clearest in it. I gave it a five because I usually don't comment unless I think a poem is a 5. And speaking of numbers (or words that sound like them), you got around the double "to" dilemma ("to/2") in an interesting way that doesn't detract from the poem.
Poems about poetry are hard to write well. I find they usually work best when they are built around something specific and authentic (as opposed to nonspecific meandering thoughts about writing poems). I'll post an example of what I mean in the forum. Just my opinion: see what you think.
[Note to Anonymous: Harry's poems are good and improving, whereas you sound like a broken, toneless record. Also cowardly.]
Some of the folks who commented on your poem seem to have lowered his/her voting standards. I gave it a three. Because the use of a number in place of a word, to me, just seems lazy and accomplishes not a thing when you consider what it might add to your poem. Perhaps you did it for a reason, goodness knows I have experimented with some gosh awful "things" in my work and was told just what I told you :)
keep writing!