Wrap the gift of your heart with great sensibility and care. Let not just anyone enter into there. Your self esteem will eventually tattle when someone unworthy, gathers there. Perception of self, is often deceiving. Most are far better than their perception. Very interesting poem and thoughts. Jon Michael Willey
"its been a long time since i managed to convince words to stick together..."
seems you're still throwin' them words together quite well...Ed & Rufuz (w00f)
Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on March 24, 2008
its been moons since i read of your wrods, and they taste so gently broken.beautiful. ...
when we were --fully young. ..
this inebreates [sp?] and constricts the heart; the crunch of time and bones and ribs and cages.....and you should be confined to none of those.
so glad, SO GLAD you posted.
youa re truly a talent
such soft echoed thoughts and streamlined verses. ..
succinct and subtle.
so glad :}
ness
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 24, 2008
No, no no. JD, you are never a goodbye or understudy.
The poem is perfect, kinda like your soul.
Fag, metaphor is brillo, but say giday to such a loser,
for you are always a hello. A ding dong nothing wrong
Wow! I read your reviews on a couple of my favorite poets and decided to check you out... so glad I did!
I love the imagery and analogies you have penned! I especially love the wistful and thoughtful ending...
I love this--these--analogies: the corset, the understudy, the dominoes... I love reading your poetry. It always leaves me a bit "short of breath". --So glad these words stuck together. --Charlie
Cedric, it is good to see you posting again my friend, been too long but understand all too well, this poem is deeply moving as the writer reflects on the past, to understand the present and perhaps to prepare for the future. Very nicely done.
Fee
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Karen
seems you're still throwin' them words together quite well...Ed & Rufuz (w00f)
when we were --fully young. ..
this inebreates [sp?] and constricts the heart; the crunch of time and bones and ribs and cages.....and you should be confined to none of those.
so glad, SO GLAD you posted.
youa re truly a talent
such soft echoed thoughts and streamlined verses. ..
succinct and subtle.
so glad :}
ness
The poem is perfect, kinda like your soul.
Fag, metaphor is brillo, but say giday to such a loser,
for you are always a hello. A ding dong nothing wrong
the others say you look good in a thong.
Kewl to see you front.....xx
Love Tinka
I love the imagery and analogies you have penned! I especially love the wistful and thoughtful ending...
Cryssa
Oh, I've missed you! Powerfully penned, emotional write, very well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
Have a wonderful day.
Jill
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Georg