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Mar 09, 2026
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GOTHIES Dwell
Deep down below, the hollow echoes of musty dampbreath and misty song air
Shattered wishing stones tossed beyond the black, howling scare
Lies the reaping sounds of clanking, jingles of tattered threads sewing
Filling sandbags of time
Very little seen, very little showing
Sowed seeds planted within a captive nativity shell
Ready for the harvest, the Gothies dwell
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Not actively editing
Comments
neopoet
1 month 2 weeks ago
Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
This poem constructs an atmospheric, subterranean world through sensory language and gothic imagery. The opening lines—“hollow echoes of musty dampbreath and misty song air / Shattered wishing stones tossed beyond the black, howling scare”—establish a mood of decay and mystery. The phrase “musty dampbreath” is evocative, though the neologism may risk obscurity for some readers. The use of “misty song air” is more accessible, suggesting both literal mist and a haunting, musical quality.
The second stanza shifts to auditory imagery: “reaping sounds of clanking, jingles of tattered threads sewing.” The phrase “tattered threads sewing” is ambiguous; it could refer to the act of sewing with tattered threads or the threads themselves being sewn, which may benefit from clarification. “Filling sandbags of time” is a striking metaphor, suggesting the containment or measurement of time, though the connection to the preceding lines is somewhat abstract. The repetition of “Very little seen, very little showing” reinforces the theme of obscurity and hiddenness.
The final stanza introduces the “captive nativity shell,” a phrase that combines birth imagery with confinement, deepening the sense of entrapment. The closing line, “Ready for the harvest, the Gothies dwell,” brings the poem’s focus to its titular inhabitants. The word “Gothies” is undefined; if it is an invented term, its meaning is left to inference, which may intrigue or frustrate readers depending on their preference for ambiguity.
Overall, the poem’s strength lies in its mood and sensory detail, though some metaphors and invented language may benefit from further development or clarification to enhance accessibility and thematic cohesion. The structure is consistent, with short stanzas and a clear progression from setting to action to resolution. Consider refining ambiguous phrases and providing more context for invented terms to strengthen the poem’s impact.
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Geezer
1 month 2 weeks ago
I'm sort of...
a semi-gothite. If you have a look at my work, you can tell. I like the ferociousness of the scenes, no relenting, tearing through the universe scenery. Yeah, I get it! ~ Geezer.
Ebon Croe
1 month 2 weeks ago
Gothies Appreciation
Thanks for reading and reviewing my poem, Geezer, much appreciated. And I enjoy reading your work, especially 'Killer's Halloween Ball'
Geezer
1 month 2 weeks ago
Nice to know...
that Killer is appreciated. ~ Geezer.
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