Cleverly concocted; I appreciate your wit and humor, Ron. Thanks for the smiles (while I get the more serious message as well). Love and peace,

Regis

I'm in morning. My idle pissed on the crocus basically killing it and yin literally beat the shit out of yang fighting over a bowl of creamed corn resulting in corndogs. By the way, I find the simple "It's the shits" rule is foolproof in the its vs. it's contest. Patrick

enjoyed reading your write Ron
some readers should inform one another of errors through messages
instead of in the face of an review, at least that's what I do
Peace be with you

William

lol, well done. and I understood the 'misspellings'. Sure put a smile on my face.

There are several misspelling of words in thus poem, but the meaning of the poem has not been affected. Great job!!!!!

Sandie

I like this muchly, Ron. It highlights the ridiculousness of our modern modus operandi in the sense that truth is madder than all the fiction we've fast-fed ourselves in this increasingly hell-bound ship of fools... and it's the entropy of all the verbal 'hot-air' that's sinking us. If I'm way off target in my assessment here, then QED! :) xx

Hahaha. amusing I must say

I thought mourning was misused. Probably should have been morning.Mary

This is a good romp thru the fields of misused words and flaky thoughts.
The sun doesn't bring morning but
mourning might bring it on.
That's the yin and yang of the matter.
It's one of your best.

thank you for your comments on my work. After reading your profile, I can understand where you are coming from, for you have suffered much, physically and emotionally. I, too, know about pain and carry inward scars from life's wounding. I embrace education and have great respect for those who have attained positions in teaching. Where would we be if everyone was like me. You have accomplished much and I applaud the effort you have put forth to reach your station in life. Your choices were personal and your achievements in academia admirable. The point of my poem, which was not posted in the correct format, was the folly of only achieving earthly goals and ignoring the fact that there is a higher calling for humanity beyond this physical life.
Patsy Lewis

Mr. Ron, Yin not Ying. The rest was cited by Mr. Hayland. This was fun and delightful to read.

Beautifully done indeed!!
It is too heady A MIX FOR ME! I am cornfused and can't prophesied!!
I would rather try out your mom's recipes on a fine Sunday morning here.Was mesmerized by her beauty and sure her food must be to. Lucky you !JK

Basically, there are no misused words. Just misused lives. People have no appreciation for how unique it is to be alive, let alone live.

Sara

I sat and pondered, and scratched my head.
I've read this poem three times.
I still don't understand it,
But I sure enjoyed the rhymes.

Michael D.

Nice. Interesting view of things Ron.

Ron:
Idle insted of idol.
Confused, not cornfused.
Morning, not mourning.
Tom.

like Regis says, definitely quantifies for a second reading ;) right know my head is enjoying a bottle of Spanish brandy (Cardenal Mendossa) and so all i come up with is "Pompous poet pissed on prose,"

When one plays on words it makes the reader stop and ponder, which is fine as long as they know the differences!
Been a long time since I had the privilege of being entertained by your words..Still a great read!

Lisa

Love this! It somehow puts me in mind of Alice in Wonderland.
Very good!
Rx

Hahaha! Laughing out loud! Very funny, at least the part I could understand. Little sarcasm there, fits you perfectly, sir! Kudos!

Hey! I love it! It all sounds "solid" to me!

Love ya!

Jane

A bit of angst/observation guised in playful jest. Well done.