I like this, Kate... but I think it's better suited for a different book I'm working on-- about the Ogress of Stalkhome. See Axilea's "She" to understand that better. But I do wish to hode it away for that compilation if you're game. --Charlie
I waited until the splines retracted to review this one, Kate...in no way whatsoever did I read this from an adult tripping up a child into this glorious lifestyle of triangle genital worship called LESBIANISM. Let the cactus pricks think what they will...detractors are a dime a cactus dozen. Many a woman has drank at my wanton petals to relieve the thirst from the lack of decent cactus...a woman indeed is a sister in calm or stormy weather in the desert of the heart...in any event, I like how you set this poem up in more ways than one...I witnessed that it got its desired result...my heart rejoices...
Sage
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on November 28, 2006
Kate I am full agreement with Richard this is how I sensed this piece also. A child needs the nuturing to grow spiritualy and physicaly, This is an eye opener of a write.
Joselyn
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on November 28, 2006
Flip kate, this is brilliance, you are untouchable...
illustrative images probe the erotic indulgences of a probing flesh, seeking to explore the fullness of its shape as it spreads its pulsating suggestiveness and lures the Femmes femelles within it ... luv how you delve into the pyschological and physical implications of "becoming She" ...
I started to write 'this is your best write ever' and paused. You consistently produce excellence and this is yet another example of your incredible talent. There are so many gems within this piece but the one that really touched me was 'spreading her warm veins dainty like lace' The last lines are just perfect.
Brilliant work Kate.
Chanti
The first two reads had me hooked, but didn't fully appreciate the quality of this poem until I used my on-line dictionary...I do that when a poem is worth knowing the import of every single word. This poem is fan-damn-tastic.
Rusty
A young technician mourns his lover until he meets another man - a man with a secret. But there are other secrets as a jealous ghost returns to protect his turf.
When the powers-that-be make the decision to return a selfish party-girl, Zara, to Earth on three missions of redemption, can romance and mayhem be far behind? One hot and trendy gay nightclub, two bickering angels and three unlikely pairs add up to
Sage
Joselyn
Just kidding..........
It's Adams.......
just kidding
but seriously impressed by your poetry Kate, its amazing.......:)
Vesna:)
Masterfully done Kate!!
Love Tinka
Brilliant work Kate.
Chanti
Rusty