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Scum Sucks

Corrupted youth proclaim decaying matter

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Comment from rchitwood
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Very good 5-7-5 poem and I enjoyed reading it,Your poem has very creative description in just a few lines.Your photo compliments your poem and I agree with the last line of your poem.Blessings Rita

 Comment Written 09-Oct-2011

Comment from TammyGail
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Yep that's pretty damn scummy indeed
Loved the metaphor in this it was perfect
Thanks for sharing it was a pleasure
and good luck in the contest

 Comment Written 09-Oct-2011

Comment from PoesyPoet
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YUCK! What a picture, but it certainly describes scum and so does the 5-7-5 piece of poetry. I think this is a good entry and sounds like a winner to me. Good luck.

 Comment Written 04-Oct-2011


reply by the author on 05-Oct-2011
    Thanks PoesyPoet for finding my poem disgusting:-)

    Grumpylumpy ia a mouldy potato head with a rank odour.
Comment from angel123
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Your poem is interesting and well written. Your artwork choice enhances your poem and I have no suggestions for any changes.

Angel123

 Comment Written 04-Oct-2011


reply by the author on 04-Oct-2011
    Angel123,
    Greetings from an auld potato head,

    You have made my day, in my dark cellar, cheers.

    -Grumpylumpy is just a mouldy dirty potato.
Comment from Piggies Grandma
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I love the picture, Grumpylumpy. I don't think I'd like to smell it though. I enjoyed reading your poem and your picture matched perfectly.

 Comment Written 02-Oct-2011


reply by the author on 02-Oct-2011
    Piggies Grandma,
    A rank smell reminds me that I'm a powerful potato head. Glad you like my portrait. Did the photo capture my best side?
    Thanks for backing a Grumplumpy like me.
reply by the author on 02-Oct-2011
    Piggies Grandma,
    A rank smell reminds me that I'm a powerful potato head. Glad you like my portrait. Did the photo capture my best side?
    Thanks for backing a Grumplumpy like me.
Comment from oNray
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One interesting contest entry. The count is correct, it does deal with nature,who could ask for anything more? I wish you luck on the contest, as your entry is valid.

 Comment Written 02-Oct-2011


reply by the author on 02-Oct-2011
    Thanks oNray,
    Grumpylumpy peers out of a dark crack in his cellar, hoping that
    some day all potatoes will be recognised as vegetables of value.
    Thanks for your support.
reply by the author on 02-Oct-2011
    Thanks oNray,
    Grumpylumpy peers out of a dark crack in his cellar, hoping that
    some day all potatoes will be recognised as vegetables of value.
    Thanks for your support.
Comment from alexgardiner
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Cum oan noo auld tattie yin,
bein a spud is nae bad sin.
an' bein a tattie geis yea the right,
tae tell auw folks yer no jist a wee shite.

Plant yer wee feet firmly oan the ground,
an' yer sure tae tak root a'll be bound.
an' frae yer auld blidy mouldy skin,
wee spuds ye'll create, an'a new life's begin.

See Bonny Grumpylumpy Lad,'
bein an' auld tattie is nae sae bad.
an' afore ah furget, ta fur the fan thing,
makin' this fart here, a happy Auld Yin.

Anither auld tattie.

 Comment Written 01-Oct-2011


reply by the author on 01-Oct-2011
    A feel aw mushy noo! Yiv turnd me inta a wurse winger wae yur pitae. Am glad am no thu oanly tattie in the wurld. Bit dinnae tell a soul yi herd me sobbin ciz an auld tattie hus tae be tuff tae make it. Ah did huv a wee growth ur two wance. A bit them aff! Awfa sorry jings. Ah jist didnae want thum to git biggur thin me incase thon mingers tak oer ma humbo cellar. Bit noo ye menshin it, the cumpony of anither tattie wid be no bad thingy. Anither auld fart, is music tae ma corroded earholes. Bit wheesht yer mouth hole or yole stert me tae blubber agin. A fine poet ye are Auld Yin.
Comment from sweetwoodjax
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this is very well written, grumpylumpy, a great job writing this entry into the 5 7 5 contest. philosophical write about the way we can be infected by vile thoughts. good luck in the contest.

 Comment Written 01-Oct-2011


reply by the author on 01-Oct-2011
    Sweetwoodjax,
    You have made it easier for grumpylumpy to face another day in the mud. Thanks for making a miserable spud happy.

    Glad you got the philosophy.

    -Grumplumpy survives to fight on....
Comment from Mara del Mar
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Wow!! Great message. A crude really in this piece. The young today are addicted to violence, in responce to world hostile in that living, theirs are as the new outbreak of a plant its , breaking through with unusual force. Congrats and good luck!

 Comment Written 01-Oct-2011


reply by the author on 01-Oct-2011
    Thanks Mara del Mer,

    Living in the basement, as I do, I get to see all kinds of crud. There is none worse than that which sticks to the very heart of an old fashioned potato like me. Thanks for your appreciation.
    Now I am oozing real potato tears out of my fungal growths.

    -Grumpylumpy


Comment from Eleanor Buron
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Clever. Poetry is an art that sometimes the only thing to understand is that we won'talways understand. This old potato has a lot of life left and growwing in its earthy,
squashy spher. I like the last line! Good work and extremely imaginative.

 Comment Written 01-Oct-2011


reply by the author on 01-Oct-2011
    Thanks Eleanor,

    I was a young spud once but now I'm past by sell by date. There's more to me than mould and misery.

    I see the curse of vile infection in the pulse of graffiti, and in the cry of the streets. It can makes a potato turn bad.

    -Grumpylumpy will overcome the scourge.
reply by Eleanor Buron on 01-Oct-2011
    You're welcome. Grumpylumpy has a sense of humor. Agree, agree. E.