|Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather
|well you truly never know, the great great great grandaughter of one of your girfriends will find a personal poem of yours wedged in "her belongings" in let's say 4022 and it will speak prominently of the times we live in and end up in a museum somewhere and that will be your last "known" poem. And you , as a ghost, will re-write a few lines before it makes it to the musuem, just to make sure it really looks good. Well I would actually tell you all about the last poem but, that might screw up the time continium thingy so ..........|
|Reviewed by Danae Wilkin
|Interesting premise. The last poem. Hope that's someday in the far future. I share in your hatred of church teachings. Filled with emotion and delicacy around what is beautiful and what is death. Good work.|
|Reviewed by John Domino
|I been exactly where you are Jerry. But let's face it, we are living in hell here on earth. Still, our mission is to bring our earth up to Godly standards. One by one we can rise above. The devil rules this planet like the serpent that he is and no doubt he wants to destroy you, me and every one else on the planet. The choice is simple, we can do nothing and live a dark life with the serpents or rise above and be closer to the Lord. It's easy just to do nothing and live a life of pain and blame.
Been there, done that, don't care to EVER go back.
Peace, love and blessings,
John Michael Domino
PS: Looking forward to your next poem...
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|there's never a last poem is there?
it's likely we'll never know our final offering
and perhaps that's how it should be;
i like where this goes, Jerry, and how it stirs me
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|I am loving your poetry of late. I hope it's a very long time before you pen the last one, Jerry.|
|Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci
|Wow...through a tunnel of love mingled with sex and then the orgasm, "The Last Poem"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fireworks!!! Exploding!!
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|You offer a torturous dilemma. My last poem will be the last one I wrote. And that's all she wrote
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|Jerry dear you are just brimming with words, images, bravely shared confidences, and just don't ever stop!|
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|Even when you stand no more, you will still be writing I know it..you have so much insight to bring to us..so good to be back!|
|Reviewed by Diana Legun
|I vote for italicized stanza number two: "Twas a full moon..." but it won't be winner of last, as Debby pointed out. This piece gives me the feel of The Sourcerer's Apprentice, only instead of the rounded ears of Mickey Mouse, it reads as written with the sting and spice of black licorice. I like "...a litter of new words/words I don't know/but are begging for acceptance and space". Tremendous showing of the on-fire passion involved with writing. ~~ Diana|
|Reviewed by T Jett (Reader)
|When that time comes which is many, many, many years away, it will be a doozie thats for sure, Jerry! Excellent write ...|
|Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg
|the "gimme a break" stanza made me laugh - seeing the date of this poem from June, I couldn't take the idea of this being the last poem too literally :)|
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|I hope we're Years away from reading the last poem, my friend....you're so very gifted!
|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|Our last poem is written with our last breath. Great write.|
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|I agree with Budd on this Jerry as I to hope your last poem is many years away as the readers sure look forward from a poem from you everyday just like this very sincere write Laura
|Reviewed by Darrell and Kathy Adams
|You are a man who looks ahead, Jerry and there is nothing wrong with that. Sometimes when we look ahead though, we see a lot of yet to be worked out things between here and there and can become overwhelmed. I liked very much the way you allowed yourself to reckognize so many different things while looking ahead to an inevitable last poem. It shows that you see should be time for many possibilities from now till then. You are indeed, still "waiting for the sunrise", and have not brought sunset any closer by daring to look it's way. So brave and smart. Be well, Kathy|
|Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley
|As in this poem, your mind is filled with so many things!
Children are not born with sin, children are perfect
little creatures filled with love and wonder, sin is
created by religious fanatics who try to control the world
using the bible as a hammer. Religion teaches this.
I do not believe in religion it is ridiculous and you're
right Jerry the sins of the fathers baloney is just that.
But you will continue on with many great thoughts, and
will always create new ideas as your mind is a never
ending store house of creativity that keeps us looking
each day for the next gem you have written.
Wonderful expression as always
Love and Light
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
|i personnaly hope your last poem is many years away
|Reviewed by Adriaen Valerius (Reader)
|Write what you want to write, all that comes up in you.
Pour all your thoughts every day over us as if you're writing your last poem.
Every day can be your last one and so can be every poem.
What you keep for the “possible last one” may never reach us, because the last one came just one poem earlier as expected.
That’s how we have to live as well, don’t wait till tomorrow because…………………………………….. we never know if there will be a tomorrow for us.
Great write and a good food for thought Jerry