|Reviewed by Sara Coslett
|Verse 1) Hahaha...it has been raining all day here.
Verse 2) Too much concrete not enough living. And yet we yearn for the cosmos...another planet to consume.
Verse 3) I let my accountant do that, although there are so many other things that suck up my creativity.
Verse 4) Are you planning a trip to Rio?
Verse 5) Or Jamaica?
Verse 6) Tempory yes, but without that joy misery plays center stage. "Fresh sex," now that sounds very sexy.
Verse 7) Dreams never seem to measure up to our expectations, do they? Maybe people should forgo reality and just live virtually.
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Excellently written, This was wonderful,
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Events that boggle the mind. Swell write|
|Reviewed by Trish - The Trickster
|Wonderful, well-written poem. Enjoyed.|
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|This is well done Frankie I can relate the Tax time.....|
|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|Very deep and insightful write.|