Recent Reviews for Ruan Mills Burke
Facto Errasse (Short Story) - 9/17/2013 5:23:25 AM|
I have seen this many times. My mother was one of those who devoted her life to her husband, unable to fulfill who she really was. And I've been to those stuffy symposiums filled with strangely tied stuffed shirts, pontificating pap. There were always those dedicated right-hand partners always building on their boyfriends or husbands, pushing them ahead to greatness at the loss of their own self-esteem.
I'm so glad you made the break. You're on the right track with your writing. Just keep at it and before long it will be paying off for you. All those years with tedious tasks have given you the discipline and skills that you need to succeed.
Facto Errasse (Short Story) - 9/16/2013 5:09:05 PM
In truth so many marriages fall apart within 10-15 years. The amount of stress a young couple faces, (money, health issues, raising children, jobs, family and friends, etc.), almost always has a significant impact on the relationship over time. And except for those born with their silver spoons, we all struggle. Perhaps it would be more enlightening/entertaining to write survival stories. None-the-less, a very vivid picture and well penned. M.True
Facto Errasse (Short Story) - 9/16/2013 2:43:13 PM
I wish you the very best in your personal life. But when it comes to writing, you are already in the top 1 percent. Don't stop...please.
Facto Errasse (Short Story) - 9/16/2013 8:28:15 AM
I think the writing of this, Ruan, will go a long way toward setting you free. I know my spilling my rambling guts in poetry and prose took me to where I am today, a truly happy person. I used to hear that you had to forgive yourself before you could forgive others. I thought that was a lot of tommyrot. But in October 2011 I found a way to do it. After I forgave myself I forgave everybody else, except one. My mind and heart is clear and I am contended and happy.
Facto Errasse (Short Story) - 9/16/2013 3:25:01 AM
a very sad story of one taken for granted and abused..all too often a reality for far too many, both men and women. life is too short for this to have been anyones legacy
Flight Response (Short Story) - 8/27/2013 4:29:19 PM
Oh, such a delicious revenge. A very clever piece of flash fiction.
No Place Like Home (Short Story) - 8/20/2013 4:35:14 PM
Ah, the transitory state of mind where dreams and reality share one another in breath and slumber. Loved this one.
Flight Response (Short Story) - 8/19/2013 10:24:56 AM
A truly devious write! M.True
Flight Response (Short Story) - 8/19/2013 8:07:56 AM
a fine story Ruan with a great ending
Flight Response (Short Story) - 8/18/2013 11:34:57 AM
Great final scene for a movie about sex, lies and video tapes. Maybe Anthony Wiener could play the politician?
Flight Response (Short Story) - 8/18/2013 6:17:44 AM
Sweet revenge. Why am I thinking that part of the story is true?
Flight Response (Short Story) - 8/18/2013 5:11:02 AM
Heh.Heh. Hell hath no . . . and so on and so on. Pretty neat trick with the overflowing tub and the whiskey bottle.
A Bear Like Me - Chapter Four - Bear Talk (Short Story) - 8/17/2013 12:46:30 PM
I like the easy pace of your story, just right for a younger audience. Look forward to more chapters or are you at the point of publishing? In any event, wishing your bear good luck as the adventure continues. M.True
No Place Like Home (Short Story) - 8/17/2013 12:31:35 PM
Sweet pleasantries. To have dreams is to live life with passion. M.True
No Place Like Home (Short Story) - 8/17/2013 8:16:44 AM
You have formulated an American dream. A dream that is modest and quite achievable. All you have to do is write one bestseller and I'm sure you will be there before you know it. I walked with you from the gate through the house and pictured it quite well. That's the sign of good writing.
Maybe you should start your book from this little abode.
No Place Like Home (Short Story) - 8/17/2013 4:31:01 AM
You managed to invoke an image in my head of "Bloody Mary," the scene-stealing character from the movie South Pacific. In one scene she warbled "you gotta have a dream, if you don't have a dream, how you gonna have a dream come true." Nice dream, well written.
No Place Like Home (Short Story) - 8/17/2013 4:09:37 AM
I sincerely hope that this will all come true for you, Ruan. You captured your private thoughts so wonderful. I'm happy to see you have the boys in attendance, dogs give you immeasurable love. Cats expect that same love from you and gives back when and where it desires.
Events Intertwined (Short Story) - 8/7/2013 5:38:00 PM
I enjoyed the quick pace of your mini chapters and of course your feline perceptions. Nice read! M.True
The Crack in the Door (Short Story) - 8/7/2013 5:28:34 PM
An interesting image but I can imagine, from my own experiences, the wave of fear and self examination that undoubtedly followed the eves-dropping. I almost want to know what it could have been that she thought/imagined would have driven them to send her away. Such innocence should never be burdened with parental rejection, although it happens all too frequently. M.True
Events Intertwined (Short Story) - 4/26/2013 6:13:41 AM
A refreshing story. I love the way you presented each animals
part. Full moon protects.
Lady Mary Ann
Events Intertwined (Short Story) - 4/16/2013 11:06:57 AM
I second what the others have written. You sure have created a fine, “cat and mouse,” mystery.
Events Intertwined (Short Story) - 4/16/2013 9:02:23 AM
I echo Odin and Asa's astute observations. You have shown us that a story is always unfolding around us, and with care and imagination, it can be transformed into a mystery, a poem, or just a quiet, contemplative tale that stirs our hearts and souls. Well done.
Events Intertwined (Short Story) - 4/16/2013 6:37:43 AM
This elegant piece layers the reader with impressions, imaginings in juxtaposition that when studied closely, are all elements of oneness. A beautifully formulated allegory for further pondering.
Events Intertwined (Short Story) - 4/16/2013 3:20:30 AM
Written with the artistic pen as deftly as abstract brush strokes, leading the reader to adventure after adventure. Wonderful story. Happy ending. Frustrated feline.
Events Intertwined (Short Story) - 4/16/2013 2:52:00 AM
a very cool way of telling this story, very much appreciated it
The Lunacy of the English Language (Article) - 3/13/2013 3:33:09 PM
yes it is a crazy language--I can understand why people from a foreign country when they come to North America tell me that English is so hard to pick up--and all this slang and manner of expressions is proof of that-I am from the Maritime provinces and if you ever go into say a bar in Newfoundland you will think you are losing your mind as some of the locals have their own shall we say " unique " way of expressing themselves--their accent is wild
The Lunacy of the English Language (Article) - 6/26/2012 11:40:08 AM
Yes, English is a crazy language. I have spent a lot of time in Korea. Hangul is the written portion on the Korean language. One can actualy learn to read it in a matter of days. English takes a lifetime.
The Plague of Mankind (Article) - 4/4/2012 6:50:07 PM
Bravo! The Planet will fight back as it has in eons past and although nature may be altered its existance has been many times longer than ours. bravo again!
The Plague of Mankind (Article) - 3/15/2012 8:59:51 AM
We certainly are looking out the same window!!!
Enlightenment (Poetry) - 12/18/2013 8:48:46 AM
You are among the best of writers, and the best of human beings.
Loving and learning is the stuff of life.
Much of it we could do without, but it tends to put many of us on the same page.
Hope all the beauty and magic of life seeps back in.
Down and Out (Poetry) - 12/18/2013 8:32:15 AM
Peace exists mostly in each persons mind...
Yes, often hard to see and find
-----especially in some enviroments
That why a good safe change of view is oft so helpful....
Another great one....
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 12/18/2013 8:26:58 AM
Too many evil selfish men out there....
Control is their instriment of destruction from woman to woman....
Yes, well penned...
Enlightenment (Poetry) - 12/18/2013 8:16:59 AM
One of the best Dear John letters I've ever seen. I never would want to be on the other side of your pen. And that's a major compliment.
Enlightenment (Poetry) - 12/18/2013 4:43:51 AM
Such lessons are challengingly exigent. Intricate, yet stark
But, ultimately, learn them we must...
How so very true, for most of us.
Enlightenment (Poetry) - 12/17/2013 5:43:06 PM
Wow I just love the way you wove this story/poem. You had me at every line but the last line was the killer! Shot to my heart. Absolutely magnificent poetry!
Peace love and light
Enlightenment (Poetry) - 12/17/2013 3:20:08 PM
I am a big fan...
I love the way you smoothly, concisely, tell a story....
Well done as usual.... And i will try to read more of yours....
Enlightenment (Poetry) - 12/17/2013 1:13:33 PM
That is a hard, but necessary fact to finally understand, Ruan. To have suffered so much at the hands and words of a man you once loved is heartbreaking in the telling. But the fact that you now understand why he did what he did -- because he never loved you -- is the catalyst that will make you whole again, and I hope that happens sooner rather than later.
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 12/14/2013 7:52:29 AM
Ruan, Communication is one of the keys to subside loneliness
but trust also is on the list...and unfortunately trust has
Enjoyed very much.
Winter's Waltz (Poetry) - 12/13/2013 4:32:29 AM
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 12/4/2013 10:11:59 PM
Sad but true. And these the lonely people seem to walk by and not even notice their existence. When you see this in someone, its amazing what just a little friendly conversation does for them. It does make a difference. I've seen it myself. People are just too afraid to reach out anymore. You still have to feel out the situation. I don't want to encourage someone to go talk to homicidal maniac.
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 12/4/2013 9:40:05 AM
In a world where more attention is given to possessions rather than persons, it is no wonder that human life holds so little value to so many. Still, it is amazing how one caring person like yourself can go so far toward making the world a better place. M.True
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 12/3/2013 10:03:47 AM
My sentiments exactly. Yet, so few give any attention to the reforming of these habitual behaviors.
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 12/2/2013 3:00:09 PM
As I suspected- even with free verse your artistic talent weaves the feelings leaving us profoundly touched.
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 12/2/2013 2:56:14 PM
Beautifuuly written and sadly, truly written. Joy Hale
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 12/2/2013 3:23:45 AM
this is so very true all ove rthe world for many people, you have given it life here sp well written
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 12/1/2013 8:44:20 AM
Yet we are overcrowded. The forced loneliness of our frenetic lifestyle, separated both by physical distance from our extended family and by the use of technology, is creating increasingly more loneliness. While great art and literature have come from the most lonely, it is a sad commentary when much of our population spends so much time and suffering over loneliness when it can easily be averted by the simple act of contacting the lonely and communicating with them.
With my visits and telephone calls, I hope that I have helped someone reach up from their loneliness. My mother, perhaps the greatest communicator our family has ever known, has become very lonely in her apartment because she has aphasia, making it difficult to communicate by email and she is near deaf, making it difficult to talk to anyone.
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 12/1/2013 12:41:19 AM
A very moving poem that deserves a second and a third read. Still, the world can be a lonely place and it is for all too many.
Peace be with you.
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 11/30/2013 5:36:54 PM
You evoke deep emotions that rip to the core.
This is a powerful as anything I've read in many years.
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 11/30/2013 4:14:04 PM
Aloneness Is Pain Of Being Alone
Solitude Is Glory Of Being Alone...
Etal: You Make Your (Own)World What
It Is a Lonely Place...
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 11/30/2013 2:19:08 PM
Powerfully true as far as I am concerned, Ruan. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes to you,
Outside, Looking In (Poetry) - 11/30/2013 11:36:29 AM
Wow! Ruan, you made one hell of an impact on me with this one.
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/27/2013 8:25:18 AM
Bi-polar is a terrible mood disorder and Ruan, you have
described it with your descriptive words...thank you.
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/20/2013 10:18:44 AM
Being familiar with the subject, you've grounded a great deal for the average person to digest.
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/18/2013 4:09:19 AM
Love it! Showed a few people this and they all said it was 'very good' and 'inspiring'. :) I think its a great poem, very proud of you Nonna xxxxxxxxx
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/18/2013 3:53:19 AM
perfectly described and penned
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/17/2013 12:40:16 PM
Excellent descriptive capture.
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/17/2013 11:30:57 AM
Thank you for your explanation. I thought this was happening to you from your poem. It must be hell to suffer such a disorder where one day you are feeling high and the next day very low. Our family has Agoura phobia and it hasn't been pleasant for my sister and my niece. Poetry like this can help enlighten everyone on the mental conditions life traps us in.
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/17/2013 11:02:31 AM
Excellent verse. Was tempted to scold you until I read the "epilog." So many get caught up in the on again - off again nature of love. What most don't realize is that our demons of commerce have sold us this load of bull in order to perpetuate the myth that love is contingent on what you wear, your mouthwash, your car, etc., to rekindle the flame. True love is pervasive and starts with self. Through this same love we are linked to God's creation and therefore we are never really alone.
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/17/2013 8:42:47 AM
This is simply brilliant! And good evidence that the best of poets can reach beyond the veil and illuminate dark places where angels fear to tread. I am flabbergasted at your talent.
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/17/2013 7:39:03 AM
OUCH! Shifting moods rather than finding that allusive centre.
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/17/2013 5:11:41 AM
I've self described myself as bi-polor, especially during those lost decades of my past. I destroyed everything good around me. I still radically shift my moods, but since I am alone it doesn't hurt anyone but me.
Kaleidoscope Down (Poetry) - 11/17/2013 4:34:28 AM
So very sad.
Winter's Waltz (Poetry) - 11/13/2013 2:35:53 PM
I was really enjoying reading this exercise in Iambic pentameter, until I reached the fourth stanza where you appear to opt out of the preceding meter for some reason.
I know the master poets often do it with impunity but we lesser poets need to be more circumspect.
I have taken the liberty of making slight adjustments to the last three stanzas in order to continue the preceding iambic format, you can totally ignore them if you so wish.
Step by stepped step these lovers dance
Still neither leaving fate to chance
As winter’s pall and Helios’ bride
Dance season’s coldness side by side
Until at last the time is nigh
To bid a farewell with half sigh
As Winter folds it dreary robe
A Helios fires his mighty strobe
The last of winter tide enjoyed
He fades into the sunlit void
He'll bide his time and wait his chance
To take her hand in their next dance.
Time and circumstances permitting I will endeavour to read more of your work, as I do like your style.
Winter's Waltz (Poetry) - 11/13/2013 3:44:03 AM
very beautifully written
Winter's Waltz (Poetry) - 11/9/2013 12:09:04 PM
Exquisitely beautiful. The dance of the seasons twixt hot and cold. Your rhyme is so beautiful it will never grow old.
Winter's Waltz (Poetry) - 11/9/2013 10:57:12 AM
This is such a lovely romantic poem about two lovers dancing and
enjoying their time during the cold wintery nites and they are
thrilled with each other's love, I enjoyed reading it.
Winter's Waltz (Poetry) - 11/9/2013 10:01:29 AM
I don't think I've read a better metaphor of love in a very long time. I always say, when in doubt, call upon nature to convey all there is to know... and understand.
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/9/2013 10:00:53 AM
Know exactly how it is.
Winter's Waltz (Poetry) - 11/9/2013 9:23:41 AM
You not only convey the cold/darkness of the season but also the cavalier actions of those wintery elements. A smart and well paced poem! M.True
Winter's Waltz (Poetry) - 11/8/2013 5:47:53 PM
Ach du lieber Gott! What vivid language.
So incisive and wondrous, flowing in cascades
of daring and beauty and confrontation. Who
will win this standoff? I'm betting on the lady...
Winter's Waltz (Poetry) - 11/8/2013 5:13:15 PM
so beautifully written and so picturesque.
Winter's Waltz (Poetry) - 11/8/2013 11:32:49 AM
A dance for the universe. Well, at least earth. It is a timeless dance, one without romance, merely one by chance.
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/7/2013 8:11:45 PM
What a graphic poem describibng the life of a young woman trapped
and can't get out of her bondage she lives like she is caved in and
can see no way out. Well -written poem and I enjoyed reading it.
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/7/2013 7:44:28 PM
Sad story, beautifully written about a problem that many women share.
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/7/2013 4:26:37 PM
Wonderfully penned collage of colors layers over images that rendered your narrative a 3D experience. Well chosen metaphor, as well as well chosen words to express what only a tweet usually conveys.
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/7/2013 4:13:14 PM
Ruan, So many out there that have no freedom and
cannot fly away because a thumb is holding them down...
I thoroughly enjoyed!
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/7/2013 12:15:21 PM
You have written about the bars that held you in and now you are free to fly. It's time to leave the cage goodbye.
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/7/2013 12:05:52 PM
A poetic parable for those who think control is a good thing. It is a sad tale that echos our desire to harness nature, bending it to our will only to find out that what we make of it is not natural at all. Well penned! M.True
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/7/2013 6:56:51 AM
Your pen is your key to freedom. It too has gilded wings.
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/7/2013 5:06:49 AM
I feel like we are socks- and whoever sorted the mass of humanity just did not know how to match us.
We poor socks. "That's not the mate" was never mentioned, and we were left basket cases.
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/7/2013 4:48:02 AM
A melancholy and upsetting look back at a bad time within the bonds of matrimony. It is good to be able to write about it. It will help put the sadness in its proper perspective.
The Songs a Caged Bird Sings (Poetry) - 11/7/2013 3:19:05 AM
so sad but so well written
Down and Out (Poetry) - 10/10/2013 1:07:17 PM
A soul-reaching write expressing a universal and timeless theme of this life/world. Thank you, Ruan. Love and peace to you,
Down and Out (Poetry) - 9/30/2013 2:19:05 AM
Down and Out (Poetry) - 9/29/2013 8:07:38 AM
There's both sadness and a sense of oneness with the life/death cycle in this poem, leaving the discovery choice to the reader. Well done.
Down and Out (Poetry) - 9/27/2013 12:53:17 PM
You have taken up a quiet voice, owning the ragged clothes, the feeling of disconnect. I have spent time on the street. Some chose it over the madness of living normally, some have been discarded, as much as a bag of trash, too many are financially wounded with no safety net to catch them when they fall. It is a whole different dimension when your day consists of finding something to eat and a safe place to sleep. And the last line says it all! M.True
Down and Out (Poetry) - 9/27/2013 10:34:17 AM
I would call it, “A Homeless Prayer.”
There is a deep sadness in your words. If only we could reach down and pull up by the boot strings all of those who have fallen by the wayside. In a way, Jerry is right. “Most of the homeless are there because they want to be.” But if we look deeper, we will find that the reason they have left life the way it is is because they have some deep down trouble that they can't shake and the real competitive world we call, home.
It's a difficult task, but I hope by the end of this century, we will have solved the problem of homelessness, loneliness, and despair.
Down and Out (Poetry) - 9/27/2013 6:21:47 AM
I've just come back to AD for a bit.
This is a powerful reminder of your huge talent, amazing depth of feeling- expressions that squeeze the life out of at least me.
The world can be too much with us poets, or for us poets- but you shine very bright.
Down and Out (Poetry) - 9/27/2013 5:30:18 AM
Hate to read this, Ruan. I understand. I have been there. You are wrong about nobody wanting you. Someone does, just don't give up. You sound like you have already given up, but you haven't, i.e., the poem itself. You'll turn the corner someday and there he will be. It happens like that.
Learning The Art of Reinvention (Poetry) - 9/21/2013 9:34:21 AM
Sometimes it just takes finding a means to ground what needs grounding. Obviously, your poetic mind serves well the need. Beautifully rendered.
Learning The Art of Reinvention (Poetry) - 9/19/2013 10:33:17 AM
The ladder and the raft are powerful metaphors for the tools you need it to overcome your situation and be free. As always, beautifully written and easily understood.
Learning The Art of Reinvention (Poetry) - 9/19/2013 4:29:05 AM
Learning The Art of Reinvention (Poetry) - 9/19/2013 3:04:18 AM
Words to Live By in your last stanza.
Learning The Art of Reinvention (Poetry) - 9/18/2013 10:11:08 AM
Brilliant! Step by step, day by day. "Then in their place, I built a dream" - great lines - This could easily be set to music. M.True
Learning The Art of Reinvention (Poetry) - 9/18/2013 8:50:23 AM
That ladder is your power of change, Ruan, and you have written the blueprint for its success. I absolutely love this poem. You have conquered the "Afraid to even turn the page" thought process. By the way loved Uncle Bob's line. A positive poem for a positive person who is climbing the ladder out of the debris of the past.
Learning The Art of Reinvention (Poetry) - 9/18/2013 8:17:36 AM
good you keep that in your heart
Hunted Schmunted (Poetry) - 9/15/2013 3:33:11 PM
Survival is never easy, and both the reality and metaphorical power of this piece arrests one's sense of morality in both animal preservation and ironically (having just read "Moral Mazes" by Robert Jackall) the preservation of what's left of the world's moral compass.
Hunted Schmunted (Poetry) - 9/15/2013 10:00:45 AM
I felt as though I was at the hunt...action with
descriptive words. Well done, Ruan.
Hunted Schmunted (Poetry) - 9/13/2013 10:25:27 AM
I enjoyed being the fox and with your noble words and intervention, remain ever free! Excellent write! M.True
Hunted Schmunted (Poetry) - 9/13/2013 6:40:09 AM
Having dug out and killed fox cubs in my youth under the false pretense that they killed wildlife that we hunters wanted to shoot, I must admit my guilt here.
I must say, also, that I have changed and now believe that all foxes should run free and help modulate rabbit and rodent populations.
As far as I know, while fox hunting with hounds still exists, they never shoot the fox anymore, but let it go after a day of running. It certainly keeps the foxes on their toes and makes them stronger being chased once in a while. As far as I know as well, hounds do not kill foxes, but people do.
I especially like the highlighted last stanza. A hero to the rescue!
Hunted Schmunted (Poetry) - 9/13/2013 4:46:27 AM
A well-crafted tale in rising rhythm and meter
building to a crescendo of sights and sounds
depicting man's outrageous behavior when among
Earth's more civilized creatures. Superbly written,
Hunted Schmunted (Poetry) - 9/13/2013 3:44:19 AM
Truly sad what members of our species call 'Sport.'
And here in the U.S., our illustrious 'leaders' have taken away protected status from America's remaining timber wolves, which are now being shot down just about everywhere that they still exist.
Hunted Schmunted (Poetry) - 9/13/2013 3:10:01 AM
...and we call ourselves enlightened & intelligent...more savage if you ask me...e
Hunted Schmunted (Poetry) - 9/13/2013 2:55:50 AM
Yeah, that is sorta like what they call a "controlled hunt" here. I think that's what they call it. But it is worse then the fox run. The fox has a chance to elude the hunters. Here they put a deer, or whatever they want inside a closed area. Men with more money than they know what to do with pay to kill the animal, with no chance that the animal can get away. Then weeks later the hunter has a new mounted head.
Hunted Schmunted (Poetry) - 9/13/2013 1:29:11 AM
wonderful turn of your words
Bizarre (Poetry) - 9/12/2013 3:44:04 PM
Yes, yes and yes. Crazier that most are willing to acknowledge, so far are we removed from rational appreciations.
Bizarre (Poetry) - 9/11/2013 8:24:51 AM
Wonderful mind art! Cute picture too!!
Hugs my friend
Bizarre (Poetry) - 9/9/2013 3:20:31 AM
it is for sure
Bizarre (Poetry) - 9/8/2013 3:58:38 PM
The bizarre images that the world produces, especially went taken out of context, seem like something made up or produced in a madmans mind. Such is the world we live in. I remember seeing a childrens book about kittens and mittens somewhere also. Maybe from when I was a child? Not sure. May have been later in life. Imaginative and all to real on some levels Ruan. Bob
Fat Cat (Poetry) - 9/8/2013 7:23:21 AM
Lov'n this whimisical tale!! Flippin'
Lady Mary Ann
Bizarre (Poetry) - 9/8/2013 7:20:57 AM
Delightful and fun..Mitten the Kitten..would have loved to see it.
Lady Mary Ann
Bizarre (Poetry) - 9/7/2013 6:09:15 PM
cool and fun read!
Bizarre (Poetry) - 9/7/2013 4:58:36 PM
And before you know it the moments become decades! Fun read. M.True
Bizarre (Poetry) - 9/7/2013 10:18:19 AM
Certainly tied up “this crazy world” nicely in verse. I especially like: “instead of shouting, type in bold.”
I wonder what my mother-in-law's mouthpiece is saying?
Bizarre (Poetry) - 9/7/2013 3:30:04 AM
Heh.Heh This unique and very impressive, Ruan. Thanks for explaining "Mitten the Kitten," but all the others I got, especially "Luggage that is called a purse."
Fat Cat (Poetry) - 9/6/2013 11:29:37 AM
Gee thanks, Ed!
Fat Cat (Poetry) - 9/6/2013 11:23:08 AM
Yes, there is a family resemblance that that cat has to you...e
Fat Cat (Poetry) - 9/5/2013 6:23:39 AM
I'd use that brush
Where the fur's real lush
And scratch and scratch and scratch
Then roll around on the dirty ground
And make another itchy patch.
Just foolin' around with your clever rhyme, Ruan.
Fat Cat (Poetry) - 9/5/2013 5:10:09 AM
Hah! Yeah, the cat's tail(tale) can of course be applied to its human counterpart in many ways. Good metaphor in my estimation.
Fat Cat (Poetry) - 9/4/2013 11:21:06 PM
I get to be the first one to say, "ppppuuurrrfect!" M.True
The Mighty Will Fall (Poetry) - 8/24/2013 4:27:26 PM
Rape and pillage across the Earth, yet we still vote in in losers to command in every land.
The majority realise, the minority do realise, their wealth and fake power is too much for their tiny minds.
The Mighty Will Fall (Poetry) - 8/22/2013 10:51:29 AM
So many great truths about our affiliation with our world are expressed in this beautifully written poem.
Barbara J. Henry
Acrostic Airhead - Daydream Believer (Poetry) - 8/14/2013 1:19:01 PM
Very creative! Imagine without fear... love it. M.True
1984 - Orwell's Prophecy (Poetry) - 8/14/2013 1:16:34 PM
We, the transitional generation, have seen things that our grandparents, even parents could never have imagined in the course of their lifetimes. And yet the world does not skip a beat. Regardless of the mazes that we humans put ourselves through, we adapt like the rats. How the next generation will treat their children's children is anybody's guess. Good write! M.True
60g of Fukitol, Please! (Poetry) - 8/14/2013 1:07:20 PM
Out of the ashes rises the Phoenix. You have simplified a very complex situation. When life is in chaos, often putting things in writing, and you do it so well, brings things back to a much more manageable perspective. M.True
The Mighty Will Fall (Poetry) - 8/14/2013 12:58:09 PM
"We all know what we do." This is the anchor. We are parasites, indeed. Our weakness: ignoring the consequences of our actions, thinking, this time it won't turn out the same as it did before. Foolish mortals! M.True
The Mighty Will Fall (Poetry) - 8/14/2013 6:31:03 AM
A very pessimistic, yet with much truth, view of our growing situation.
However, if you really get into history, not from the history books or from the glorified movies and novels that give an impression that times were better than they really were. If you get down to the gut level of living, you will see that times have always been better as time marches on. Parts of the earth have been raped before… many times. We don't learn well from the past.
But, you are right. We have become foolish consumers of things. All part of our enculturation into a world that greed is honored and given power over frugality and caring for the environment. When will people see that material things are not what makes them happy? I don't know. But, while we can change rapidly and adapt to almost anything, we usually don't see the handwriting on the wall until it slaps us in the face.
A good write to awaken the thought processes to the possible.
The Mighty Will Fall (Poetry) - 8/14/2013 3:37:56 AM
so very true and well written
The Mighty Will Fall (Poetry) - 8/13/2013 6:18:00 PM
All, every paragraph & especially the last line, TOO TRUE...e
The Mighty Will Fall (Poetry) - 8/13/2013 3:17:10 PM
We are synchronous today, for sure. My "Energy's Suffocating Gallop" addressed much of the same dilemma facing the few of us conscious enough to get past the entertainment aspect of political theatre and see that if some consciousness is not raised and alternative energy is not funded with the necessary amounts to further the R & D, then, yes...we're doomed and we have only our leaders to blame.
The Mighty Will Fall (Poetry) - 8/13/2013 9:13:40 AM
Pride goeth before the fall...and Greed got us there. Well done, Ruan.
The Mighty Will Fall (Poetry) - 8/13/2013 8:43:51 AM
Well done, Ruan.
The Mighty Will Fall (Poetry) - 8/13/2013 7:18:06 AM
It is a proven fact throughout the ages, Ruan, that we refuse to learn from our past. As you so aptly said, it is there, right THERE, in our books, but we have decided, as have others in the past, that our way is the right way. How completely stupid we are.
Tapestry Thread (Poetry) - 8/9/2013 12:34:59 AM
Pulled right to the whimsical ending. Didn't see that one coming. A farcically woven tale! Priceless, indeed! M.True
Touchdown (Poetry) - 8/9/2013 12:29:29 AM
Well played! M.True
Return of Id (Poetry) - 8/9/2013 12:22:15 AM
Has a Haiku feel to it. A series of interconnected observations culminating in the freeing of the spirit. Very unique. M.True
I Am Woman (Poetry) - 8/9/2013 12:14:26 AM
Innovation, a well cut cornerstone! M.True
Need A Bigger Bucket (Poetry) - 8/8/2013 11:56:13 PM
Beautiful sentiment well timed and well rhymed. M.True
Love Knots (Poetry) - 8/7/2013 5:17:42 PM
Another amazing poem. I especially liked this line: Heartbeat with its dashes dotted... yummy! M.TRue
Alter-Ego (Poetry) - 8/7/2013 5:15:11 PM
Wonderful poem! This cat's perspective has me wondering if there is a bit of Cat Woman in your blood. M.True
Inner Voices (Poetry) - 8/7/2013 5:12:44 PM
Precious! Again with the strength to push the chaos aside and soak up the tranquility. It is a hard thing to do sometimes and takes someone aware enough to appreciate the difference. I would offer "There Is No Quiet Time" as a similar lament. I am a rhythmic rhymer myself and appreciate your poetic skills.
Lost Horizon (Poetry) - 8/7/2013 5:03:22 PM
It is difficult for any writer to examine a lifetime from a detached perspective, especially if there is much pain/tragedy involved. You pen a very brave character, especially in the reconnecting to your younger/former self. Much easier to appreciate optimism rather than pessimism. Nice write! M.True
Summer Storm (Poetry) - 8/7/2013 4:49:43 PM
A very sensual write. I will read more. M.True
Summer Storm (Poetry) - 8/3/2013 4:50:25 PM
I've had many a nightmare/dream with these essential ingredients present. Whether conscious or subconscious, these images resonate for those willing to accept the paradox of pain and joy.
Summer Storm (Poetry) - 7/29/2013 3:26:48 AM
Love the smell of earth, freshly bathed, after a storm.
Summer Storm (Poetry) - 7/28/2013 8:08:34 AM
You have danced with the gods in your description of the two forces of the same: thunder and lightning. It brought to mind my many experiences with this mighty force, just now being understood as never before.
That freshly bathed smell is nitrous oxide and nitric acid, fertilizing the land that gave the air its oxygen along with ozone created by the heat of the lightning flash. The cycle of nature at its finest.
Summer Storm (Poetry) - 7/28/2013 8:01:11 AM
This is the best verbal description of a storm I've ever read, although admittedly I can't recall another. But until another great one comes along, you get 10's across the board!
Summer Storm (Poetry) - 7/28/2013 7:24:31 AM
Quite a storm, Ruan...Enjoyed!
Summer Storm (Poetry) - 7/28/2013 6:46:04 AM
You recreate many a summer storm in my mind as a kid and the last line I remember well.
Summer Storm (Poetry) - 7/27/2013 1:04:10 PM
WOW, ur description really puts me there too...e
Summer Storm (Poetry) - 7/27/2013 12:48:00 PM
the last line yes,.........great thing about storms
Summer Storm (Poetry) - 7/27/2013 11:47:04 AM
You have just described today in the swamp. There was thunder so loud that it had my mutt barking her head off trying to scare it away. She's never done that before, she isn't afraid of thunder, but THAT thunder was off the chart. Yep. You described what has been going on in Thibodaux, Louisiana. It's all your fault. Heh.Heh
Spider (Poetry) - 7/8/2013 5:18:56 AM
I have a TERRIBLE fear of spiders. All my life they have been my worst enemy. Spiders and snakes! Just the THOUGHT of a spider landing on me...I would just faint. I couldn't stand it! Great write!
Love and blessings,
Spider (Poetry) - 7/4/2013 12:21:12 AM
VERY Good poetic write Ruan about a difficult subject!
Peace, God's agape love, abundant blessings,
Spider (Poetry) - 7/1/2013 7:15:52 PM
We all fear that which we do not understand...but they do kill off other pests, mosquitos in particularly...but I will be the first to admit that when one is close he gets squished, no matter how small or large if I can get him fast enough...e
Spider (Poetry) - 7/1/2013 10:32:48 AM
I hate spiders and you are right, they disappear while watching them.
Enjoyed your "bit of fun."
Spider (Poetry) - 7/1/2013 7:49:32 AM
Fascinating to see an intricate web with raindrops.
Daddy long legs let them roam.
Skin crawl! Oh yes, those darn looming and dangling 8 legs!!
Lady Mary Ann
Spider (Poetry) - 7/1/2013 6:44:42 AM
it is a fun one as you said
Spider (Poetry) - 6/30/2013 12:03:01 PM
squish that's what you will hear upon me meeting any spider
I've seen some weird spiders with beautiful colors
That I give them a pass
Love & Peace
Spider (Poetry) - 6/30/2013 10:57:55 AM
My thoughts turn to nursery rhymes. Yes, up close and personal, spiders are some of the most hideously looking creatures on the planet. And there are so many of them and many of them are dangerous. Still, it's nice once in a while to cuddle up to a furry tarantula and pet it like a kitten.
Sometimes when crawling through dusty dirty old spaces, the brushing of a long abandoned spider web is more nerve rattling than the real thing.
Spider (Poetry) - 6/30/2013 5:39:43 AM
Clever, witty and yet
a contraction I'd never met
P'raps a new pet?
Spider (Poetry) - 6/30/2013 5:37:18 AM
Hah! I hate the damn things, and at the same time I become fascinated by their web designs. I suppose they are necessary for the eco system to balance out, but I wouldn't give a fig if they were all wiped out. Creepy damn things.
Lost Horizon (Poetry) - 6/28/2013 4:06:19 AM
Love your last stanza - Create On!
Lost Horizon (Poetry) - 6/27/2013 12:54:14 PM
It's hard for me to say. I was more an observer than a participant, while I scooped up all the values without all the highs and lows and deep down withdrawal that the drug scene brought in. Apparently you were in the low ground while I was grazing the high. Yet, as you stated about my article, we came to believe the same from widely different perspectives.
I see the way open for you… So now all you have to do is, go for it.
Lost Horizon (Poetry) - 6/27/2013 9:35:54 AM
For those of us growing up with the Ginsberg generation (and living in NY gave me access to the original coffee house rants)your life's review granted special access to my own recollections and the particular obstacles thrown in my way as well. Such is the paradox so necessary for creative nourishment. To go through life never understanding why the black dot on the white wall cannot be scene is indeed the tragedy. You obviously have a Pollack wall to draw from, and how sweet is that? We should all be so lucky, and have your positive determination in spite of the density of color and darkness splashed across your canvas. Well done, but that is always expected of you, Ruan. "Heave my horizon back into plain sight" indeed. Kudos.
Inner Voices (Poetry) - 6/27/2013 9:08:25 AM
The chameleon of inspiration, this voice chorus so many of us choose to deal with, rather than medicate. It's good to honor such a malady from time to time...keeps imagination's edges honed.
Lost Horizon (Poetry) - 6/27/2013 7:46:58 AM
i was there elsewhere during those early days, the later had less than stellar appeal..you still have the horizon you deem for yourself, those others are the ones at a loss for they no longer have you
Lost Horizon (Poetry) - 6/27/2013 7:13:30 AM
Life for some is no bed of roses but the strong seem to overcome all adversities. It can be an emotional nightmare when it continues as yours
Lost Horizon (Poetry) - 6/27/2013 5:14:13 AM
Yes. You are a fighter. And yes, you have more fight(s) to win. This poem is so wonderfully good. I am glad you wrote it. I know you better. I absolutely relate as I walked the mean streets in my two lost decades. New York. Beatniks. Reciting poetry in dives, snapping fingers for applause.
Inner Voices (Poetry) - 6/26/2013 4:34:47 PM
This is what I like about Authors Den--the opportunity to discover new authors through reviews of others works. This is a great poem, and I can't wait to read more.
Inner Voices (Poetry) - 6/26/2013 3:54:45 AM
Inner Peace is a wondrous feeling once attained.
Inner Voices (Poetry) - 6/24/2013 8:44:09 AM
So true...awesome poem!!
Inner Voices (Poetry) - 6/24/2013 7:36:24 AM
Yes, we must banish those angry thoughts before they burst out in a vicious, hurtful way and gain nothing in the process. I think this is where people get the idea of bargaining with the devil.
Inner Voices (Poetry) - 6/24/2013 6:57:09 AM
I know its serious subject matter, but there is so much I can say to maybe make ur voices more calm...maybe something of the drink to calm them and give you some silence...e
Inner Voices (Poetry) - 6/24/2013 5:09:12 AM
this is a so well written description of those times when we are unable to turn off our minds running on when all we want is the solace of peace
Inner Voices (Poetry) - 6/24/2013 4:35:52 AM
Hah! Laughable, even though the subject is deadly serious. Why our thoughts continue at times to think and conjure things we really don't care to think about. But there they are, and they will not go away until they are damn good and ready. I know of these out-of-control voices, but like you, I don't understand them.
Alter-Ego (Poetry) - 6/22/2013 8:45:41 AM
Ah yes, the feline entity... ...nicely expressed, Ruan. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace,
Alter-Ego (Poetry) - 6/1/2013 4:02:09 PM
you know cat's well, great write. ~ Morgan
Alter-Ego (Poetry) - 6/1/2013 9:24:30 AM
You and I are two halves of the same coin. I dig the imagery because I've been there. Have you ever heard the owl fly overhead? Neither have I, because the owl flies almost soundlessly so as to reach prey without startling them. And I, like the cat you are, will come and go unseen and unheard.
Alter-Ego (Poetry) - 5/31/2013 6:31:23 PM
Is this really the cat, or have YOU been out prowling around...? LOL, e
Alter-Ego (Poetry) - 5/31/2013 9:59:35 AM
A both lyrical and fact-filled ode to the felines among us. I have one such lady who knows well your cat that "walks alone." Beautifully measured in its lean and succinct choice of words and phrasing, remaining true to the cat's nature of being selective.
Alter-Ego (Poetry) - 5/31/2013 6:31:22 AM
well in the natural sense this is a wonderful portrayal, excellent on many levels
Alter-Ego (Poetry) - 5/31/2013 6:12:55 AM
YES indeed, walking alone is at times the only way to go, especially if you are a tough, but sensuous alley cat searching for amorous prey. Gotta love it. They DID make a lot of noise, huh? He took on a screamer. Heh.Heh
Love Knots (Poetry) - 5/31/2013 5:50:32 AM
You appear to be describing hormones in high gear. While they are great for attracting the opposite sex and creating babies, love takes longer and should endure after all these wild hormones are gone.
Love Knots (Poetry) - 5/30/2013 9:19:55 AM
Beautiful hearts at peace when they are together. ~ Morgan
Love Knots (Poetry) - 5/30/2013 9:04:01 AM
it is real, we have to but find it, so we write of what we know is there somewhere to be experienced rather than just wrote
Love Knots (Poetry) - 5/30/2013 8:44:51 AM
Beautifully rendered aspiration of love's rewards...and frustrations.
Love Knots (Poetry) - 5/30/2013 8:39:47 AM
. . . and you will feel them, Ruan, my friend, I have no doubts . . . Although it seems you have them . . . You know how this works . . . Turn a corner and there he is . . . Eyes meet . . . Stomach flutters . . . The beginning . . .
Need A Bigger Bucket (Poetry) - 5/23/2013 2:42:45 AM
We all should have such grand Bucket Lists.
Need A Bigger Bucket (Poetry) - 5/22/2013 11:30:03 AM
Oh! not the non perels!
Patch that bucket for the soring adventures.
All at once for sure.
Lady Mary Ann
Need A Bigger Bucket (Poetry) - 5/22/2013 10:33:04 AM
Go for your list, one by one… And check them off. But please, oh please don't waste precious resources while doing it.
PS. Looking forward to that book with a master hook.
Need A Bigger Bucket (Poetry) - 5/21/2013 11:43:23 AM
Your bucket list is a whole lot cooler than mine...Rene and I were just discussing it the other night and we have come to the conclusion that any trips we "had" thought about taking, outside the country are now just pipe dreams...we keep getting sick and I don't want to end
up in a foreign hospital, so we compromised and are doing more in the states, so many places we NEVER saw yet here...I don't feel like going through the hassle, as well, of fighting for a passport...e
Need A Bigger Bucket (Poetry) - 5/21/2013 11:36:39 AM
a better bucket list than most can even perceive
Need A Bigger Bucket (Poetry) - 5/21/2013 8:13:23 AM
What a gem! Not a list of things for your pleasure but for us, your furry friends, and the planet. Humble, fun to read, and full of treasures.
Need A Bigger Bucket (Poetry) - 5/21/2013 6:50:59 AM
Odin says it better than me, he always seems to do that. This is a bucket list to outdo all bucket lists. Would that all your wishes come true . . . er . . . uh, leave a little of that junk food around, okay? Please? Just a little?
Need A Bigger Bucket (Poetry) - 5/21/2013 6:46:04 AM
A surprisingly moving piece. Surprising, because the issues in and off themselves brings rather bleak and sad thoughts to mind, but housed in your rhythmic flow, the work quietly segues its feelings into a mantra of peace and calm. Couldn't help but feel Om mani padme hum while reading it.
Don't Think! (Poetry) - 5/21/2013 6:21:45 AM
In dealing with grief of my son's death, you did that very well. I love it. it resonates with me. Wonderful.
Don't Think! (Poetry) - 5/20/2013 2:50:50 AM
i hope the friend understood
Don't Think! (Poetry) - 5/19/2013 8:02:44 AM
My best friends wife just passed this past Thursday & I agree that writing makes it feel better inside...though your write was so much more beautiful than was mine...but still we get the same result, we hope...e
Don't Think! (Poetry) - 5/19/2013 6:31:58 AM
It's hard for me to fathom because, however fortuitously, I have not experienced grief over anything except a lost love. I do expect, however, to experience grief in the future. For that, I am inexperienced and unable to say how I will respond.
Don't Think! (Poetry) - 5/19/2013 6:21:22 AM
That small reserve, your mission bell.
May your spirit bestow serenity.
Lady Mary Ann
Don't Think! (Poetry) - 5/19/2013 5:54:20 AM
My sympathy to you and your friend, Ruan. God bless you both and may He comfort you both.
Love and blessings,
Don't Think! (Poetry) - 5/19/2013 5:07:29 AM
As Eastern philosophy is a large part of my life, I can relate to the process of creating the space to merely be, not attempt to be, which is a piece of hardwiring we as a species continue the trial and error of managing. Well spoken wisdom here. You'll find being a natural instinct eager to please.
Don't Think! (Poetry) - 5/18/2013 4:36:49 PM
Excellent things to do when things are going from bad to worse. I have been in some bad situations, where I realty didn't know if I we going to live or not. I did not beg, I become a force to deal with and the ones who I was dealing with had no idea who I was and what I knew. I didn't want them to know. anyway, I walk. They let me go and they could have kept me a puddle of broken bones and my life's blood's blood polling around me. This poem isn't touching on what I was taking about, but it doesn't matter. Put you best face forward and don't give them the satisfaction that they have you pegged. Don't show fear. Never. I know this poem was a inner batter, but my way works with that also.
Don't Think! (Poetry) - 5/18/2013 4:24:10 PM
Jarring, unrelenting, consoling, moving. Beautiful poetry.
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/9/2013 4:43:54 PM
Congrats to the happy couple and the you, mom, for getting the daughter out of the home nest...;-) e
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/7/2013 2:48:33 PM
Words coming from Mother's heart
on daughter's wedding day.
Congratulations to the Bride and Groom
and Happy Mother's Day to you Dear Ruan.
With warm regards Isabella.
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/7/2013 4:04:18 AM
This is lovely!
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/7/2013 3:22:57 AM
I thought this was going to be about you and he, but,surprise! It's a beautiful, well-written tribute to your daughter and son-in-law. Well done!
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/6/2013 7:13:03 PM
Beautiful, a wonderful love story for your daughter.
This Ship Has Sailed (Poetry) - 5/5/2013 7:38:53 AM
Powerful expressive verses that awaken thought, emotion, and meaning. Thank you for sharing, Ruan. Love and best wishes to you,
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/4/2013 7:46:40 AM
Beautiful and captivating...It felt like I was there listening to their vows.
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/4/2013 7:42:13 AM
I have to agree with Odin and yet, I attended my daughter's wedding last summer and I was very happy to see her so happy. This is lovely and true from your heart, Ruan. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes,
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/3/2013 10:46:36 AM
A proud mother's impression. Let us hope that it is the start of the long and lasting friendship and love that seems to be what everyone desires but so often fails these days with so many distractions.
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/3/2013 7:22:00 AM
Well...all except for the "Groom and Bride" I was with you. Your first 11 lines were true to the impeccable clarity of love whose base of value and potential endurance against all odds will prevail without any form of traditional legal bind. Love, today, bound by contract in writing seems to be going the way of the dinosaur. We can blame it on the inherent nature of "all" legal transactions--which by definition has to include the "me" "You" "us" "them" win/lose nomenclature. Two people in love stay in love (or don't) fully contingent on the strength of their mutual respect and honor, neither principal of ethics needing the emblematic shackles associated with a signed paper. Love, in my way of thinking, is not object oriented, but a "state" of being, i.e. to be in love with someone is to be in the state of love alongside that someone. But...of course that's just an opinion based on perhaps far too many years of experience and observation. --- As to the poem as a whole, it is true to your always consistent talent.
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/3/2013 6:01:49 AM
Congratulations on those Perfect Vows. May they remain perfect and loving throughout their lifetime.
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/3/2013 4:21:41 AM
Bestowing happiness for your daughter and her groom.
Lovely poem. Beautiful their English wedding!
Lady Mary Ann
Perfect Vows (Poetry) - 5/3/2013 2:11:15 AM
So happy for both of you that this is a marriage that will last forever and this poem should have a prominent place in your home for all to see and be happy for you both. God blessings on a very happy union.
Dance at Bougival (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 2:59:42 PM
many things have changed with time, but at the right time and in the right place the attraction between a man and woman is still...
I Am Woman (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 2:53:24 PM
revelation in itself...is beautiful. thanks
This Ship Has Sailed (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 2:50:54 PM
we wake up...sooner or later. thanks
This Ship Has Sailed (Poetry) - 3/20/2013 10:05:02 AM
Ruan, Very much loved this...
This Ship Has Sailed (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 4:25:24 AM
Fair winds and following seas!
This Ship Has Sailed (Poetry) - 3/16/2013 3:14:37 PM
When the wind fills your sails it is powerful. Lovely write.
Love and Dreams,
This Ship Has Sailed (Poetry) - 3/16/2013 1:17:20 PM
yes and it has set sail for gentler climes and peaceful moors
This Ship Has Sailed (Poetry) - 3/16/2013 12:57:11 PM
excelent write enjoyed the rading
love & peace be with you
This Ship Has Sailed (Poetry) - 3/16/2013 10:13:31 AM
Wonderful metaphor for the ship (shape) you are in.
This Ship Has Sailed (Poetry) - 3/16/2013 9:38:28 AM
Sailing to some is relaxing; to me boring, I want power...e
This Ship Has Sailed (Poetry) - 3/16/2013 8:14:00 AM
Not to trivialize the hurt of your experience, but "good for you." Obviously, your bob was still stuck in adolescent dead air. We guys take a long time, sometimes, to break loose from what the media machine knows is the key to profits: keep us adolescent. Good write.