We all should try to do better, to learn, to reach for the stars avoiding that velvet covered stairs to Elitism and Snobbery that drive some to believe they are above everyone, with the sole judgment about what is right and what is wrong by using a golden yard which nobody of us, no elitist ones, can imagine or dare to be measured with.
But like the one about Hamlet...there's a smell of rotten fish in Copenhagen...
An highfaluting lady, histerical hilarious,
wrote a didactical and draconian rebuff
about my kind of rambunctious ways of
not being obeisand of the rules, not enough,
an illiterate and pathetic wanna be poet
which hadn’t place among her fine snobs.
To my chagrin the spiffy and ritzy lady
with self axiomatic power didn’t stopped
to point my lack of the English rethorical
to follow that of the coherent Bard of Avon,
stubbornly sticking to my icky fallacious guns
with a lackadaisical attempt on all I wrote.
Far from my humble self to pretend otherwise,
I am just a loutish one that she wouldn’t sough
to consider read nauseating illiterate poetry
spiced with faulty grammar and overalt wrong,
oh! the finicky lady let me had it for be so flippant
pushing to so swanky company my ignorant work.
Uppity or Overweening I can’t decided which,
she don’t say “I” but the royal “we” she must,
reviewing tasteless and blatant spurious poems
which are tawdry, low level, “how you could…”
“we” aren’t amused to have so many thinking
that they can write, like “our” Bard from Avon.
Lady, you say Shakespeare,
I will say Byron...the Lord.
If anyone messes with Georgie, they are messin with the whole AD lot and you don't wanna do that, cause you won't like it if we GET ANGRY!
GRRRRR! SC
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on November 12, 2008
Keep writing sweetie..your very good and very romatic..there just jealous ..your the best in my books...Hugsssss..and yes I am buying your books cant wait..thank you for being you..xoxo
There are more than a handful of pscho-neurotic writers, and certainly everyone has their occasional bouts with uppity; when I think that I am going in that direction, (a lot less now than in my twenties) I read Edgar Allen Poe or Soren Kierkegaard. After that I thank God that I can even write or create.
George ... aside from what may be construed as problems, let it be known, from me to you, that you have one of the most creative minds that I have ever had the privilege to read.
...after attempting to deconfabulate the mysterious message within this "poem", WE have determined that said writing is indistinguishable, owing to the numerous gramatical errors (primarliy subject-verb agreement). Guilty, as charged. --The Grammar Queen :o)
Well, "we" think (that's me and my split personalities) that it's perfectly acceptible to comp your own rhythm and dance to yer own beat. And once one gets to know you - "we" think we like how you pepper and salt the "bard's" prose with choppy accents. Like jazz (which the English are no good at) it swings its own way!
PS: just noticed how many books you have out on your home page. Intend to visit there to see what you've been publishing all these years...
later, michael
I suppose everyone has opinions, but sometimes they are best kept to oneself, dare they suffer the wrath of Your Court Sir !!
Write on, My friend for you are the Lord of the pen.
Peace, love, and light,
This person sounds to have their nose so high in the sky that they would need oxygen to breathe...maybe that is fortunate as regards how few baths you have taken of late...what was that number, 1 a month...Ed
I was in full course flight ~ NAVIGATING THE CYBERSPACE ~ like an Eagle soaring in circles, enjoying my time, while observing the nests of the Eaglets... Must land now to check this one, for it looks like a rattle snake was around... Let me see:
When I posted “Forget Not, Poets...” for the first time, a member of the “Literati” wrote me a note telling me that the “poem needed a revision”. (Due to the fact that I knew his true intention, I replied asking him to show me how, by revising it. His answer: "I will do that in about two weeks".) After two weeks I wrote him a note asking for the revision; and he told me to wait another week. As of this very day, no revision was provided by the “member of the literati” who also claims to be an editor of a publishing company. He also signs up, and “shows up as a poet”.
William Shakespeare was a dramatist, actor and Poet – labeled as “BARD OF AVON” by the English literati. I say to them: “A BARD OR TROUBADOUR” may become a Poet, but a Poet will never be any of them.
I beg Your pardon! I almost forgot to comment on the subject of my arrival.
Number one, I like this composition; and two:
Whoever she is (The critic.) I must thank her for provoking Your creative genius ~ by dropping some poison ~ on Your ink's jar, which made it boil to become rainbow of creative colors to stimulate us to understand the power of ERIS, and sail ~ pushed by winds of cooperative attitude.
her blood runs blue
but her heart tis not true
and alas her taste in poetry
any dim witted fool could see
behold it stinketh
Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on November 10, 2008
You are my dear friend and a fabulous writer...too many rip & tear because they do not like themselves.I happen to love your writings, you are one of the best! love Holly
It really bites when someone casts a slur on our efforts, doesn't it? But to each his (or her) own. I happen to love your writing so don't let the bitty get to you. You've many friends and fans to prove her wrong! Rebecca
Riotous rich colours of the tongue and pen you have my friend, original, twisted and turned, like a Jasmine vine, with the same perfumed expressions. Reading your very own, very original ways of presenting your thoughts in your very own style, gives me much pleasure. Shakespeare and or Byron and others, took the language, from and out of the gutter, and in their own time, used it in original ways, one of the reasons we enjoy reading them. Yours in time will develop the same patina in original expressions, please carry on, and let those that are stuck in grammatic doctrine find what pleases them, even if they have to go back four hundred years.
If they cannot entertain, language of original expression, without stiffling or strangling it unnecessarily in grammatical structure that is their loss, not yours. I could go on, but all I wanted to say is, in a long winded way, your writing style is most enjoyable. Blessings! Jasmin Horst
Now sometimes I appreciate when people point out my errors. And...I sometimes send a note to others asking if they meant a different word or whatever. It isn't because I am trying to say I am better than them...but rather I know that if I had something up that was incorrect, which I have had, then I would want someone to point it out to me so that I could make the choice as to whether I wanted to change it or not...before everyone on AD reads it. Isn't that part of what reviewing is all about? Helping each of us to make our poetry and stories better?
G-man, Byron singeth;
to oft is a smile
but the hypocrite's wile,
To mask detestation or fear;
Give me the soft sigh,
While the soul telling eye
Is dimmed for a time with a tear.
Someone said something bad about you, Georg?? FOR SHAME!! You keep writing; never mind what that idjit said; she doesn't know any better (or is just jealous)! Sad when people have to stoop to that level...
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :(
And Happy Veteran's Day tomorrow! *SALUTE*
Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines (Reader)
Reviewed on November 10, 2008
Rock on, Brother! Give 'em hell :-)
Ha! The blue-blooded purist snob-lady needs to look around, check a calendar, and learn that her new Avon poet teens are writing poetry in a language called "texting" and some of it is pretty darned good!!! Some post-modernist magazines would give her strokes and heart attacks :-)
I happen to love the way you write poetry, Georg, few move me like you do. Please: keep writing, I'll keep reading, errors and all (and who hasn't made errors? I'm the Queen of them!!!).
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GRRRRR! SC
There are more than a handful of pscho-neurotic writers, and certainly everyone has their occasional bouts with uppity; when I think that I am going in that direction, (a lot less now than in my twenties) I read Edgar Allen Poe or Soren Kierkegaard. After that I thank God that I can even write or create.
George ... aside from what may be construed as problems, let it be known, from me to you, that you have one of the most creative minds that I have ever had the privilege to read.
Light and Wisdom ...
PS: just noticed how many books you have out on your home page. Intend to visit there to see what you've been publishing all these years...
later, michael
Write on, My friend for you are the Lord of the pen.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V" Your humble minion
Greetings to all.
I was in full course flight ~ NAVIGATING THE CYBERSPACE ~ like an Eagle soaring in circles, enjoying my time, while observing the nests of the Eaglets... Must land now to check this one, for it looks like a rattle snake was around... Let me see:
When I posted “Forget Not, Poets...” for the first time, a member of the “Literati” wrote me a note telling me that the “poem needed a revision”. (Due to the fact that I knew his true intention, I replied asking him to show me how, by revising it. His answer: "I will do that in about two weeks".) After two weeks I wrote him a note asking for the revision; and he told me to wait another week. As of this very day, no revision was provided by the “member of the literati” who also claims to be an editor of a publishing company. He also signs up, and “shows up as a poet”.
William Shakespeare was a dramatist, actor and Poet – labeled as “BARD OF AVON” by the English literati. I say to them: “A BARD OR TROUBADOUR” may become a Poet, but a Poet will never be any of them.
I beg Your pardon! I almost forgot to comment on the subject of my arrival.
Number one, I like this composition; and two:
Whoever she is (The critic.) I must thank her for provoking Your creative genius ~ by dropping some poison ~ on Your ink's jar, which made it boil to become rainbow of creative colors to stimulate us to understand the power of ERIS, and sail ~ pushed by winds of cooperative attitude.
Keep posting Your Jewels, Admiral Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Georg
but her heart tis not true
and alas her taste in poetry
any dim witted fool could see
behold it stinketh
If they cannot entertain, language of original expression, without stiffling or strangling it unnecessarily in grammatical structure that is their loss, not yours. I could go on, but all I wanted to say is, in a long winded way, your writing style is most enjoyable. Blessings! Jasmin Horst
Just my humble opinion. Sorry...
Cryssa
to oft is a smile
but the hypocrite's wile,
To mask detestation or fear;
Give me the soft sigh,
While the soul telling eye
Is dimmed for a time with a tear.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :(
And Happy Veteran's Day tomorrow! *SALUTE*
Ha! The blue-blooded purist snob-lady needs to look around, check a calendar, and learn that her new Avon poet teens are writing poetry in a language called "texting" and some of it is pretty darned good!!! Some post-modernist magazines would give her strokes and heart attacks :-)
Ted
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
And there are always very nasty critics, in every crowd.
Write On, Lord Byron!