The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

The poem "Fireside confession" demonstrates a strong understanding of rhythm and rhyme, which contributes to the overall flow and readability of the piece. The use of internal rhyme in the second line ("You'll know nevertheless") is particularly effective in maintaining the poem's rhythm.

However, the poem could benefit from a more consistent use of imagery. The title "Fireside confession" suggests a warm, intimate setting, but this is not further explored in the poem itself. Incorporating more sensory details related to this setting could enhance the emotional resonance of the poem.

The poem also seems to rely heavily on abstraction ("What the heart longs to dress", "Kinda silent obsess"). While abstraction can be used effectively in poetry, it could be beneficial to balance it with more concrete imagery. This would provide readers with a clearer understanding of the speaker's emotions and experiences.

The final line, "I guess", seems somewhat detached and could potentially disrupt the emotional intensity built up in the previous lines. It might be worth considering how this line contributes to the overall tone and message of the poem and whether a different conclusion could provide a more satisfying resolution.

Lastly, the poem could benefit from a clearer exploration of its central theme. While the idea of a "confession" is introduced in the first line, it is not fully developed throughout the poem. Expanding on this concept could provide a more compelling narrative and enhance the emotional impact of the poem.

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True to your minimalist self as always, I love it!

*hugs, Cat xxx

...and I enjoyed the repetitive end rhyme throughout. You can expect I will read this over a number of times yet.

Thomas

made me think about the one who got away, because I didn't recognize the signs.
~ Geez.
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The first two lines are my favorites no one gets away with anything. A records kept of everything. Ye are gods it has been said and He knows everything! Great writing and I hope that you are comfortable and safe!

Hello, Rula!
Someone once asked a group of children how a person would know when someone loves them, and one of the children stated that "little stars fly out from their eyes!" Effortlessly expressed!
I can't help but wonder if this is a structured poem, or if this is your authentic magic. It's lovely!
Thank you!
Lx