known better (poem) by jude forese on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on December 25, 2014

Yes! That asylum is often a blessing. Great write.

Reviewed on October 30, 2014

never accept the idea of "safety of the asylum" as an option...
poetry vs prose; round and round we forever go!
best wishes, jude.
carolyn

Reviewed by Mary Cochrane

Reviewed on October 30, 2014

Joy comes in the morning. May your morning come Jude! (((Hugs)))
Mary

Reviewed by lois christensen

Reviewed on October 29, 2014

Hopefully better days are here for you since writing this poetry. God Bless You

Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald

Reviewed on October 23, 2014

Ahhh and so it is

hug
Kzathy

Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader)

Reviewed on October 21, 2014

This too shall pass, my dear friend ... ((((honihoni))))

Reviewed by Michael True

Reviewed on September 26, 2014

Could have been a quote from Don Quixote. M.True

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on September 26, 2014

Sounds like throwing peals before swine Jude.

Reviewed by Duke LaRance

Reviewed on September 21, 2014

To expand on Chip's counsel: Furthermore, verbim sapiente sat.

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on September 21, 2014

... well, what do you expect of imps except mischief and mayhem, Kartero? Perhaps chronic fatigue is contagious: this sprite has certainly lost any sense of spriteliness for now, that's for sure. Du-oh, sawry, Bawss. :) Still, we 'old fatalists' keep on keeping on, as you know, and there's always the Liquorice Fish pond to go dangle your pole in, oh limp one... xx

Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg