The Last of a Dieing Breed

We are the last

Of a slowly dieing breed

We lost a few in the past

But continue to succeed

We come together on this site

Us, a breed of poets

We each have our own skill

And on here we get to show it

This is what we do

This is our talent

It may seem common on here

But not many people have it

To see all these poets together

Is a site truly stunning

Cause we are the last

So keep the poems coming

Reviews

[Nenorocit/Hitsuki Rei]

I liked this poem. It shows how modern culture and technology have weeded out the traditional culture. (am I using the correct description?)

I liked how you say we each have our own skill, though perhaps you could add something like; We each have our own skills, a slate of gray we are not (more emphasis on how we are alike, yet not alike, or am I missing the point?)

I prefer this to your earlier work, didn't really get the rush hour thing. Keep it up!

My two cents on this.