in this game of life
i'm just one of the players--
the one who's told
isn't wearing enough layers
for the blistering cold--
smoking a pre-rolled
cigarette
which i'll bet
doesn't keep me warm
even though fire burns at one end.
i wouldn't say i depend
on this tar enriched friend
but it makes me pause,
look around without specific cause
and admire what else is there
sharing the chill in the air.
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Reviewed by Jerry Andrews (Reader)
Reviewed on June 28, 2008
Get busy and write some more poetry on any subject, including your ideas and observations. You use words very well and with a freshness that's all yours, alone. Jerry
Reviewed by Jerry Andrews (Reader)
Reviewed on July 17, 2005
Well said but it doesn't seem to be finished. I hope you don/t want only positive reviews. If so, tell me. You do know, darling, to have more fun with this exercise, take a couple of hours when you can, jump out and review quite a few poems and stories and give them suggestions as to which of your favorites to read, for you need their feedback. It helps a lot, I promise. Jerry-Then sit back and watch the reviews por in, make friends and learn.
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