|Reviewed by the phantom pheonix
|this was an awesome very turthful poem wonderful job on this one|
|Reviewed by richard poor
|Reviewed by Josephine Bohen
|i remember this from the first time around, and again i have to say that the energy floors me, it is spoken with the profound understanding of what this shit feels like. i'm trying to get a grasp on what mr Stewart is trying to get across here, does he want to see a different view, the woe is me of the jerk that takes a hike and thinks he's all that? what i see here is visual in your face work and I LOVE IT. then again i see it as a real part of life, unsavory at best, maybe I'm missing something, wouldn't be the first time.......
continue on ms jack, glad to see you back
|Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)
|OKAY HERE IT GOES: in truth i'm not a spoken word poet but here is advise for all poets: most important, show, don't tell! i want to experience with you, not be told what the experience should be. also, think of subject matter. Stay away from (or at least look at it from a different point of view) subject matter that everyone writes about. for example there are many dead beat dad poems, all from the mother or child's point of view, yet no one wonders what the dead beat himself thinks, 9 out of 10 times it is not as simple as he's a jerk. there is alot of stuff you can do here.
well i hope this helps you. push forward
|Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
|I L-O-V-E this. I understand how you feel. I have a little guy that would just give all of his toys LITERALLY....to know what it feels like to have a daddy. Damn it....it hurts when you can give them EVERYTHING else under the sun EXCEPT THAT....and it just burns under my blood. VERY GOOD work Netta! Thank you...Teresa|
|Reviewed by JimmyHolder ShyPoet1
|lol - love the poem
It has a special energy, and thank God, I am not a dead beat dad. You got it all right. Love that title too! Very well done and thanks for visiting my site.
|Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
|I never have understood these men, I mean I know what is, but why? Seems like such a waste to leave one child and create another one, that you will leave too.|