Dichotomy (poem) by Ronald W. Hull on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on May 18, 2012

Yes! Squashed flat! It seems we either got to be this or that. I prefer to be whatever!!

Jane

Reviewed on February 21, 2012

I thoroughly enjoyed this poetic romp, and its own sense of balance.
Blessings,
Christine

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on February 21, 2012

And bask in the middle,
of the road.
Where you're likely squashed,
like a toad.

How true, and how sad. Most everyone seems to be extremely one sided today, and they have little or no tolerance for those on the other side.

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on February 20, 2012

TO ME, RONALD...YOU HAVE DESCRIBED, PERFECTLY, WHAT IT MEANS TO BE 'HUMAN'(SMILE). THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Laurel Lamperd

Reviewed on February 20, 2012

There are a lot of questions in this poem. I think or hope I'm a bit of everything. Thank you for reading my poem.

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on February 20, 2012

Hmmmm...I thought I was sure...but not anymore...giggle....loved this, Ronald!

Anna

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on February 19, 2012

!!! Grey is a mug's game, but this sure brings out the schizophrenic in my own grey cells! I very much like how you've expressed this quandary, Ron. Perhaps we suffer from information overload which makes out-and-out decisiveness difficult for most brains. I'll just aim for a colourful splat! :)) xx

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on February 19, 2012

after reading this, i feel torn apart ...

Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg

Reviewed on February 18, 2012

hmmm...i'm not sure...probably squashed.

Reviewed by Richard King

Reviewed on February 18, 2012

Middle of the road, 95% of the time, for me and I've had lots of company, 95% of the time. Dick

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on February 18, 2012

The first line made me smile & laugh a bit...that is the best for me when reading any write...this I got to say I really like, Ron...e

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on February 18, 2012

Some lessons are harder than others and some you don't get a chance to repeat. Patrick

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on February 18, 2012

Very well thought out,my friend, and you have broached a subject that makes many uneasy. We all carry parts of us we dare not show the world for whatever reason we think of. As someone named Bill once said, "All the world's indeed a stage / And we are merely players: / Performers and portrayers, / Each another's audience / Outside the gilded cage."."