Poison Oak (poem) by Edwin Larson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on October 15, 2006

Reminds me of the time I cleaned all the weeds out of the wild roses at the entrance to the Park. The thorns tore my forearms up, but not as much as the poison ivy that entered the scratches.

Ron

Fortunately, unlike my twin brother, I healed quickly without swelling. As a kid I used to pick the stuff to scare my fellow Boy Scouts with.

Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)

Reviewed on October 12, 2006

Can be painful too. Still time heals all. Victor

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Been there/done that...as a kid I crossed a fence where poison oak was growing...yeah I still remember to this day how that felt and what that stuff looks like...not going there again, not if I can help it...great write, brought back some real itchy memories...
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

ouch!!! Iv'e had it and never forgot;-) Outside of that you had fun and...Superb write!...Eileen

Reviewed by Tami Ryan

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Sounds like a great getaway... er, except for that one, teensy, tiny, little glitch.

Tami

Reviewed by CJ Heck

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

This is a lovely tribute to your fair lady, Edwin. The love shines through loud and clear -- she's a very lucky lady, indeed!
My very warmest regards,
CJ

Reviewed by J M (Reader)

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Edwin,

Oh dear I have had poison oak, and Ivy and its no fun this is wonderful Captured so well....I too as Richard said Love the first line......... Thank you

Joselyn

Reviewed by Chanti Niven

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Yes Richard it is yours truly in the Fedora and I could kill Edwin for posting a photograph of me looking so puffy and swollen after my entanglement with poison oak. ;-) lol

If it's going to happen to anyone, it will happen to me. I've a knack for getting into scrapes and this was no exception. Still, it was a romantic getaway and I had many experiences I'll never forget.

Ed, my Cuddlechops, this is a really cute write and I chuckled as I read it. What a great way to remember our special moments. We did so much there and I'll have to write another poem to cover some of the other more memorable moments together. Gotta say...ALL our moments are special.
Love your Snuggles

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Is that Chanti in that Fedora?

Edwin ...

The first line is to die for. Just excellent. A tactile and entertaining write filled with the smells of the great outdoors.

Poison Oak is nothing to mess with. I'm sure that you'll be alright - it's just a miserable experience.

Richard Lloyd Cederberg

Reviewed by alejapoet@aol.com Bennett

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Ahh what ba relaxing one and I hope you are enjoying that hot cup of coffee.

Reviewed by Rusty Daily

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Well written hilarious poem.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Real time write about such a soft moment of time and caring, laughter and joy, you captured the natural give and take of romance even with the poison oak your moments shared seem special and a memory that will be looked back on with a smile of fondness. Well done Edwin.
Felix

Reviewed by Shinya Yawakazi (Reader)

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Haha this is an awesome poem and some funny parts in it as well.but it seems like having a really good time yup..*drinks some Kalua-Coffee*wow! that is good! lmao >. <