#1
knowledge here
footprints in snow
lead away from the window's
effervescent glow

hill under the mansion
Jesus in Russia
rain in California
heat in the tundra;
the things that werent meant to be-
set free.

survival.

from Mom
I was born,
this is something I'm sure of,
you can't argue with me
and you know it;
from me
this poem was born,
admit it,
knowledge is here;
we know
everything but
if the man who opened the box
believed in the inevitable.
#2
I was digging this up until the last four lines. The ending just didn't hit for me. Everything else I thought was great.

#4
Snow and glow seemed forced to me.

Mom was too casual; I hated that line.

Last four lines are weak too. But I'm sure you know by the crits above me.

Overall, I just didn't like this as much as your other pieces. It definitely was a good idea, and I can enjoy imagining how it would sound in song form. But as poetry, in my opinion at least, this was not good.
#5
be/free was sill-y.
There's only one thing we can do to thwart the plot of these albino shape-shifting lizard BITCHES!