Why we write... (poem) by Ed Matlack on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on April 21, 2012

Way to go Ed.

Rose

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on April 21, 2012

You bent the ending a bit. Otherwise, I'm with you. I write, �because it is there.�

Ron

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on April 21, 2012

lol Great write, my friend.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on April 21, 2012

I like it, but you still tell me to get bent - all the time.

Reviewed by Tom poesyco.th@gmail.com

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

ED ... I LIKE ... "BYTE ME!" TK...

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

Good muse, coming from you, it hit with me, as i cannot write at all now for a long while, jus like to read others , keep up the good work, entertaining, therapy, and keeps us on the ball. Trash what doesn't sound right, i know the feeling.

Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

I love it, reminds me of the days before the computer! Fantastic, thank you for the smiles and memories :)

Reviewed by Richard King

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

My go to is "Stick it!" Dick

Reviewed by Mary Lacey Desertrat

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

Ed,

I agree with Annabel. Amen.

Mary

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

Giggle...amen, Ed! Love Patrick's comment!!! You've aptly described my every waking moment....thanks for sharing!

Anna

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

I prefer "pound sand" Patrick

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

Ed,
Yes, I've had many a wastebasket poem in my life. I can identify! Don't give up...keep that pen writing!

Blessings,
+Linda

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

That sounds so much like me!!! We are a fellowship where we understand each other!! I love it!!

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

sometimes discarded poems just need to be recycled ...

Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

I like what you say here, especially "The only person that understands, a peer...." This captures the exclusivity of poetry, whereby it is like music or perfume...it either appeals or doesn't, and we like to stand with others that smell and sound like us. It just feels right. Great little whip at the end about getting bent. Touche! ~~ Diana

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

I use more colorful language, Ed, but then that's just me.

You penned the truth and a good one.

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Reviewed on April 20, 2012

W right on friend,,,