Believe me,you are a poet.You stopped to analyse yourself,poets do that,they see everything in every direction in ways most people do not.
Even the fact that you ponder gives you away as a poet.Not only that my poet friend,I love your written work and poets always make me feel that way.As for hating starlings...have you ever stopped to think that maybe you hate them because they seem to hate you?I hate mosquitoes
but its because they hate me so much that they bite me every time I am in the garden...poets are quite allowed to hate🕊

No poet is shallow if he or she writes about what he feels.

Nah, you're a muddy grubby lovely poet. I'm going to go learn what to hate about starlings because I know you're right about them. :)

You're not shallow, I love sea gulls, ocean things please me to no end. Starlings aren't pretty at all, but that doesn't make you shallow, You are a true poet expressing your opionions that matter to me.

Starlings are for the birds!

Love ya!

Jane

It is hard for me to grasp what you are trying to say in this poem. Perhaps that makes it deep, which is a great thing in my opinion.

And by the way, you are definitely not a shallow poet by any means.

This is eccentric and lovely in a vein of humor you do so well.

Personally, I find humor because I visualize this poem and the writer. Seeing two people discussing birds, one's view and yours. How birds affect people and maybe your own visuals (laughing) Nothing shallow merely preference :)

Being discriminating doesn't make a person shallow. I'm not crazy about starlings, either.

Surely she was blind
To your heart and mind.

You were not shallow before
And should be shallow no more.

POETS ARE UNIQUE INDIVIDUALS IN THAT THEY ARE GIFTED WITH THE ABILITY TO 'SING' THE MELODIES OF LOVE, LIFE AND TIMES BUT THIS GIFT DOES NOT FLY THEM ABOVE THE PITFALLS OF WHAT MAKES US HUMAN...AND ALL HUMANS COME SHORT IN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER. I DON'T THINK YOU'RE SHALLOW AT AT ALL...JUST HUMAN. THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS YOU, LOVE,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

No, not a shallow poet at all.

wow..enjoyed reading it.. :)

I love this style of writing--excellent! This is a very cool situational writing with a lovely argument--an argument that will make for better communication, if nothing else. Thank you for this great moment.

nice tribute to nature animal

Love it!

Amazing how a something can be both awful and beautiful.

Aint it?


Keep up the good work,
- Joel

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I find this poem very interesting Regis!and very creative!
Thank you for sharing and for caring!



Much Love,
Margaret!

I did love the ending! Dislike of certain birds does not equal shallow, as it takes a certain level of introspection to select those of dislike. I think it's the girl who's shallow, and that claiming her a poet at the onset is what gives this poem it's questioning conclusion.

One who decides you are shallow based upon a simple distaste of something of the physical should more than likely turn their ever so keen perception and observation upon themselves. If you didn't hate starlings, would we have been allowed to observe this little scene, a captured moment, now forever immortalized with the written word? I think not. A shallow poet would not have been able to capture this so perfectly, as he would have been too offended by such an observation. And so I am left to ponder this work, much like the author! Enjoyed it much, as per the norm! :)

I know I'm a shallow, light-weight personally. But most people around here seem pretty deep and interesting. Food for thought Regis. It'll take this shallow mind years to figure this one out.

hmmm very intresting

Acirč C

I love this one!

Hi Regis, No imposter are you, nor shallow! You write with such a clarity of emotion and thought... Le Prof, indeed! Thank you for sharing this... I don't much like those small birds, either...

In Spirit,
Bear

Quite a ornithology! And I see below, the cackles from a murder of crows!

Impostors and poets... a nice juxtaposition. Enjoyed.

Shallow Poet
I think Not...
Very well done
Hugs
D

I really liked this little poem. It is such a simple conversation that could come up between two people, and it reflects how anything so simple can leave us wondering later on about what we said and did. My favorite line is "A poet cannot be shallow, lest he be an impostor." Very nicely done!

A unique perspective. No I don't think you are a "Shallow Poet"...... peace Anna

Awesome! Very, very enjoyable.

Very nice. Loved it. Carey

Actually, I don't think 'shallowness' is determined by the birds we like though I greatly enjoyed this poem :)!

God bless,

Sandy

Oh I thought this was going to be about me. No just kidding!!!

Very clever poem, Regis you have one of the finest tuned wits around there. Your master of the craft, and genuine love for the written word inspires.

Just remember, Starlings are people too.

Keep writing, your creativity is much needed and appreciated!

Love & Peace,

Joel

Very clever poem.

You are brilliant, and I hate pigeons after one decorated my hair once upon a time.

I like this writing and it is clever! And yes, I love Hawks.
Sunshine and happy flights, CarolHawks

cute poem, your very gifted at writing

That poem is truly one of a kind. I enjoyed it even though it was short, it pleased my itch to read your poetry.

:) Love the ending, puts a smile on your face, always a good thing. Michelle xx

this one brought a chuckle

Great poem...Gerard

Made me smile with the last few lines! Clever write.

Wonderful. Enjoyed the read.

I laughed, I didn't see that coming.

Shallow... a word I met so often lately. Reading about narcissistic personality disorder, learning that some people, who feel worthless inside (childhood trauma? other causes?) try to develop a fake personality with dreams of grandeur. They learn to look like something/someone without bothering to become that someone. They are shallow.

That a poet should be such an impostor... that would really be ironic.
A good sense of humor heals many scars and shows that lightness and depth need each other. Leave shallow to those who deserve it, I'd say.

Very pleasant.

Axilea

Can't help but like the ending on this conversational poem. You have me laughing! ~Sheila

I am grinning :)
I liked this piece, it was playful to me. It does prod the mind on what one considers shallow & another may not thou. In my area everyone calls Seaguls flying rats in a very derogatory fashoin, I just wonder how they can find them so awful.

They are such beautiful birds & they clean up messes those very people who can't stand them litter & toss all over the place. They should appreciate them, but they truely are of shallow mind

And You? No I Say Not At All! I Do Like All Birds Of Any Feather Myself-yes even the vulchar/buzzard (even ugly has some sort of intrigue)

In Joy, In Peace, In Grace, In Harmony of Love
Always Vickie

a curious original poem well done like overhearing a real conversation between your and she. This is the first chance I've had to read yours and I chose this because of the title, wondering what it was getting at. I like the self-pondering and the last line is full of doubting, ironic laughter. I'm going on to read more -- if there this unusually insightful, it's worth it.

And I, with Lyncean sight, was not sharp enough to see
That each of these birds were, in fact, a part of me.

Interesting work. I think 'shallow poet' may be a oxymoron. For to find the poetic voice, one must dig deeply into places others fear. IMO.

I am pleased to be reading your work. I see there is much to gleen.

blessings,
Jolen

I am glad that I found this site. I enjoyed this very much. Thank you for your previous review and comments. I look forward to reading your works.
Best regards,
Chris

I love teh end stanza!! That is how I am with many things. I hate starlings, so don't feel too bad (if you do...) Had a nest of baby starlings in my attic...noisy buggers...

Very cute! A pleasure, as always.

Em

Very good! I found it a wounderful thought that shows the reader a different side to something only a true poet could see complex.

You're not. But still, starlings are rather nice (but one can't be everybody's darling...)

There is nothing shallow in you, poet or otherwise. I always thought I hated Starlings too. Until this year I found an injured one in the yard and attempted to save it. It was a gentle little thing, but unfortunately was too badly injured and I cried at its passing. Now I look at Starlings a little more kindly. Elizabeth

There is no such thing as a shallow poet. As poets, our minds, emotions, and hearts go into words written on a page and placed for others to read and comment on. No, Reg, you are by no means a shallow poet. I, too, dislike starlings.

Very thought provokin! BE SWEET SC

Starlings? How do you tell them from blackbirds?

Blackbirds of some sort hog all the bird feed we set out for the local fiches -- and they chase off those smaller than they are. However, they are better than nothing. We would get bored without any bird traffic.

Hank

Very nice. Unique and well penned~
Thank you for the review Reg. Kind regards Helena

I don't know if you are shallow or not but I sure like the poem. God bless, PB

Thought provoking poetry. Quite interesting. Lydi***

All poets are different and you seem far from shallow. A poet cannot be shallow I believe because there is too much hidden beneath. blessings, Theresa.

All poets have their own speecial and unique depths my friend. And TY 4 the reviews. "Donny"

LOL! Regis, changing your views are always a challange, but shallow? don't think so.
Stay health, my friend.
Safi

Shallow, I think not, Reg. You have great depth. I see it in your poetry, which would not be possible if you were shallow poet. Good
write.

Jane

My friend you are not a shallow poet. You are a "poet."

Stan

This write makes you think, if we were all not shallow to some point. Could we express such paths in thought. A point in penmanship.

This was quite good! "Am I a shallow poet? Perhaps I am" I wonder if I am at times too. Write on!!

)O(
DragonBlue

I love the concept in this. A real poet would question his own depth.

Brett

This is good and I enjoyed the entire poem and how you worked so many types of fowl into your short poem.

Cute, amusing and a smile maker...great piece!

Awesome a very vividly view and Imagery
But this write is very profound and poetic
And I know you don't heat crows!
Very nicely writing !!
Wishing you and yours Peace Love And Joy for the holidays!
Merry Christmas..Your friend Morning Star

Inspiring asymmetry. Made me twitter...

Great Piece! Me too, LOLOL I love the bitty hummers, fluttering around the Amarylis Blossoms, such a fast paced life they lead, little bits of irridecent light! Sandi

Hi Regis, I'm happy and honored to read your work and comment. I believe that a true Poet would never call himself thus. I liked 'A Shallow Poet' and look forward to reading more.

Thanks for the smile! And I know you are not shallow. I'm a fan of the depth of your writing and your thoughtful reviews are always appreciated.

Uniqueness is the product of God's design & fablious! That's also what makes us so special; just like there are no snowflakes alike, this is God's creation and none of His children are just alike.
Peace&Grace,
Sharon

You are a poet and we all are so different and like so many unusual things and that is what makes us different and unique in our own little way.

You clearly are not shallow . your works speaks for its self....M

You're getting close. Really close. I've got around to reading you!

You have got right down to the heart of the matter, as always. You could never be a shallow poet, Regis. I don't like starlings or crows or pigeons or seagulls.

Janet

Excellent poem. I truly love the whole poem
the a poet cannot be shallow lest he be an imposter. So true.
I love the way it is a conversation too.
Thanks so much
Tracey

I read this and smiled. You, shallow? I know this is not true. I have a passion for nature and animals (I love hiking) and I live near a place where two black eagles nest. Sometimes I lie back on a soft patch of grass and gaze into the fathomless blue and if I am very fortunate I can watch these two rule the sky with their magnificence. They are so graceful, so powerful...and so playful. Mates for the rest of their lives. It is a pity human animals can't learn from this. ;-)
Witty poem this Regis. I am learning so much about you from your poetry.
Love Chanti

Lol. This is very powerful. I don't think you're a shallow poet at all, Regis. Well done.

I've met a shallow poet or two... :-)

I have yet to meet a shallow poet. I very much enjoyed this. Well written. If a poet is shallow, he is not truly a poet. :o))

Poor starlings...in Italy they are a delicacy (or so I was taught in school) and now you hate them! (hehe)

Good for you if you don't cave in to pre-conceived notions!

Gina

wonderfully done

shallow? I wouldn't think so

Hello Regis,


I wish to apologize with all my heart for not having dropped by and reviewed any of your poems of late. I have been extremely busy publishing 3 poetry E-Zines, in which many of you have been featured. One of my cats just died yesterday, December 24. In additiona, I have been much disillusioned with Author's Den. However, I shall try and make up for not having at least visited your AD, by dropping by more often in future, especially in 2004.

I would like to take this opportunity to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year 2004.

Also, re your poem, I dare say I enjoyed this one!

Nice impact in the last verse!

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Most sincerely yours,
Your friend as ever,
Richard Vallance,
Ottawa, Ontario,
Canada

Shallow? I think not
great write

pigeons are flying rats. they hang all over your houses messing them up. the crows are cool, it's a whole lot of them in my area but I noticed that they aren't messy like pigeons. they seem to be tree hangers rather than all over evryones house messing it up loiters. You got everyone into the birds Regis. Interesting piece. G

Starlings are pests, of course. Perhaps she is too?

Loved your poem! It got me to thinking and I wanted to jump in and express some sort of defense for the starling - such a tough little bird. That's what poetry is all about (at least to me) - getting folks to not only think but to feel! Great job!

Hello Regis
I can never hate seagulls...My soul yearns for the ocean...
I found your poem gets us to think about our lives and times we have encountered all these creatures :)
A wonderful way to take us to different places all within one write.
A beautiful piece..
Sincerely
Antoinette

Your probably 98 % full?
Excellent write....

Awesome write. You are definitely not shallow. Very different write than your usual. As poets we all ponder, which is what makes all our writings so unique.

Have a wonderful holiday, full of love, peace and happiness.

Love Karen

Let me share your shallowness, Regis. I also almost hate starlings, definitely hate English sparrows and pigeons except for hawk food. I did have a tolerate/hate crows relationship, but West Nile virus has removed a large part of their population, so now I mostly tolerate them. Incidentally, I have no love for rats, except as blacksnake food. Country mice are cute but horribly destructive of property. I have spent several thousand dollars to repair mouse damage to auto air conditioners and wiring harnesses. Yes, I'm a shallow poet with regard to these pests.
Best regards,
Leland

Hi Regis,
You are anything but shallow...
Mr. Poet... :)

Great write...

Trixie :)

Well Regis, since I am the one who told you I love hawks let me just say that your words often soar. Keep writing :)

I, too, hate nest-robbing Starlings...
am I a poet?
Such a question you pose, Regis!

A wonderful 2004 to you, talented poet.

To each his own, and I would never think you shallow.

Interesting thoughts. Great flow. I'll have to think on this one a bit.

Oh I loved this, beautiful, just beautiful,

Reindeer

Great job! I hate birds in general -- funny, they're so often used in metaphor, but I just can't stand anything with feathers. I wonder: does that make me shallow? I still can't stand the little creaters.

Carmen

Fine write and extremely interesting!

well done!

We cannot call a person who writes poem a "Poemer";
therefore a person who writes poem is called a "Poet".

Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)

What a fun look at bird preferences, and relating it to how you feel inside. Thanks for sharing!
Mo

a very surprising, unique write ... well done!

Very interesting write, Regis.

I really liked this write!! Very well done.
Blessings,
Libby

interesting .. I like it

Perhaps your feelings toward starlings might have been determined by a viewing of Hitchcock's "The Birds"? Now that's a shocker! Thanks, Regis.

I like this one Regis.... I am thinking too!!
Happy Holidays.

peg

Okay...now you have me thinking! Great write Regis!

LOL! Me thinks it most impossible for a poet to be shallow: they feel entirely too deeply. Such a contradiction. Great write, Regis; so, it must not have been you who was shallow. ~~Bonnie Q

Very interesting Regis, your only shallow if you let others judge you;-)A poem to ponder...

hehehe.......I ponder!!

Now this is some poem to read with no dislikes in your heart or you might feel you are a starling!!

Love Tinka