Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!! :) That's someone I don't tolerate well with. I say "hello" for meanness because they're too good to talk to otherwise. You say it enough, they remember...we're all human.
Peace&Grace,
Sharon
Reviewed by Robert Harrison (Reader)
Reviewed on October 11, 2006
No, I am not a snob, the surgery went wrong that's all.
Rusty, I firmly believe that you know a number of the SAME people I know. Nothing else could explain it. The way you present it, is classic. Keep the chin up and your enemies will never know......
- Bill
An excellent write Rusty
I've come to know a few
for now, they call themselves friends
I guess until, They're exposed
yet they are so transparent
Thanks for sharing
Well Penned Rusty
Peace be with you
This poem is a direct bullseye hit, Rusty-friend. Snobs are among the worst people out there. I especially applaud the line, "hiding in the abstract wasteland of, only I see." Brilliant wording there. This poem is a keeper!
Love,
CJ
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Peace&Grace,
Sharon
I love the way you express yourself in verse!!
Love Tinka
- Bill
I've come to know a few
for now, they call themselves friends
I guess until, They're exposed
yet they are so transparent
Thanks for sharing
Well Penned Rusty
Peace be with you
William
Myrna
Love,
CJ
This stanza is beautiful. Please integrate the poem. It can be gripping, and thought-provoking more than it is now.