Eurydice (Short Story) - 8/28/2006 6:44:56 AM
Splendid write! I love your stories! You have such command of expression! You weave earthy and vibrant phrases that make me shudder, grin, marvel, or sometimes rock to and fro in my seat--like a Jew engaged in devout prayer!
Eurydice (Short Story) - 7/8/2005 1:17:52 PM
What a write, Alexandre! Very descriptive! Well penned!
God bless,
Sandie.
Eurydice (Short Story) - 6/29/2005 9:33:28 AM
excellent story, alexandre; very well done! bravo!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
Eurydice (Short Story) - 6/29/2005 8:20:11 AM
Now who do you suppose said anything to you about being "long-winded?"(LOL) Either way, as long as works for you, Alex, is all that matters...as it works for me this way as well as a poem...Ed
Racism and Gun Control (Article) - 4/21/2007 1:13:43 PM
Interesting Compilation... Irrespective Of Any Laws Black White Brown Blue Or Green-You Have Right Own Hand Gun Of Any Kind...If You Don't Buy 1 Now--In Future Odds Are You Will Need It To Protect Yourself From your Very Own Kind...
PS:You Think I Didn't Don't Have White Trash As Illegals Mexicanos Neighbors-Huh!
TRASK
eurydice (Poetry) - 8/23/2009 2:57:27 PM
Great building up of your psyque and inner soul through the everyday events and the landscape of a city that never sleeps, but above all an expression of true and sincere concern for someone you really loved. I went true that also, same streets,same trains, diferent words, diferent time, same concern. Congratulations Alex, very good writing, believe me!
father's day poem (for luis ramon arnau) (Poetry) - 2/12/2009 10:06:22 AM
Wow!!! Amazing poem. I was also blown away by your picture of Tio Luis holding you while you were a baby! This takes me back to the days of when I was a child in Brooklyn. Do you remember when your uncle Richie and my mom, Mryna used to visit you guys in the Bronx?
On Leland Avenue.... We used to play in your room because you had all those toys!
your cuz,
-Rick
wishful thinking (Poetry) - 5/2/2007 11:15:07 PM
Interesting, never thought much about it. Perhaps I should?
Be safe,
Karen
wishful thinking (Poetry) - 5/2/2007 4:06:47 PM
This is a powerful and very deep poem.enjoyed
random thought of the day (Poetry) - 4/15/2007 1:55:00 PM
That is a very powerful random thought. It made me consider that: Love is better Love/ When it makes you want to live:-)
Aberjhani
random thought of the day (Poetry) - 4/12/2007 6:56:40 PM
Good to see you are still alive and writin'...e
random thought of the day (Poetry) - 4/12/2007 1:52:34 PM
Mortal love is a fierce nerve ending indeed.....Spiritual love can change the world....
Peace,
Bill
the first time (Poetry) - 2/26/2007 8:01:28 PM
Oh this is simply beautiful!!!!
what a wonderful play on words you've done hear
could truly mean either till the end
loved the lines as well
great share!!!
hole. (Poetry) - 2/22/2007 6:24:53 AM
this is really dark and painful
but there is a love that can fill that hole just as if it had never been there....but you got to have faith and believe in it
enjoyed this real-to-life experience here
peace
ghosts on the corner (revised) (Poetry) - 2/21/2007 6:10:05 PM
Poetry isn't about rymes or lyrics, it doesn't have to be words, it doesn't even have to make sense. Poetry is the feeling you feel when you write what you write. That is what's displayed here, that's what makes this good. As far as the getto, I was raised in Inglewood in CA and Fresno, and many other miserable places and all I can say is that, the things you go through there condition you to believe you can't get anywhere else. You live there, you'll die there. It's tough to get through them thoughts.
Nice write.
hole. (Poetry) - 2/20/2007 4:41:47 PM
wow, heavy duty,Alexandre...you write so well, no matter what the subject
hole. (Poetry) - 2/20/2007 9:00:21 AM
Alexandre,
Nice to read you again.
"Red madness" captured in painful, heartwrending reality. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
hole. (Poetry) - 2/20/2007 8:48:33 AM
There will always be misery around us and in us. In this world there will be tribulation and suffering. At times it seems the world, and its hoards, is sliding down a waterslide laced with razor blades.
Your write is despondent, almost debilitatingly so, but it reeks with poetic insight. I suggest another hole where the Light of Truth can offset the daily misery and fill the soul with hope.
Light and Wisdom ...
hole. (Poetry) - 2/19/2007 11:07:37 PM
Good Lord! I'm exhausted. However, I can relate. On another note, I've often thought of my mouth as a hole in my soul that is leaking. Go figure.
hole. (Poetry) - 2/19/2007 10:32:33 PM
i truly enjoyed this poem...look forward to reading more....
winterflower (Poetry) - 2/12/2007 3:34:53 PM
stories like these are so unbelieveable
this breaks my heart....how could a person a human do such a thing?
this will haunt my thoughts not as long as it should.....cause what can a person do? In time such as that it should be an eye for an eye let him wonder somewhere unknown to him in his underwear and teeshirt but since he is older he should be covered in water first......
sad
sad
sad
winterflower (Poetry) - 2/11/2007 11:23:45 AM
Such accounts make me ashamed to be a member of this race. Perhaps I am not are neither are you nor those who abhor evil deeds. Thank you. Love and peace to you,
Regis
winterflower (Poetry) - 2/10/2007 10:30:11 PM
This is a horror and unfortuntely a horror that continues, by both mother and father. Her soul is in heaven while his is forever tormented now.
winterflower (Poetry) - 2/10/2007 9:56:07 PM
I hear and feel the pain exhibited in this sad portfolio of humanity...Ed (good to see you stopping by)
the sea holds memories (Poetry) - 1/14/2007 11:05:00 AM
Only the best beaches in NJ, dreams of them are even better...ed
the sea holds memories (Poetry) - 1/14/2007 4:00:42 AM
I love it... the last 3 line gave me a little shock and made me sit up and smile.
for the falling man (Poetry) - 9/15/2006 6:40:43 PM
A most compelling offering, Alexandre. It stirs the soul. Thank you. Love and peace to you,
Regis
for the falling man (Poetry) - 9/13/2006 4:59:48 AM
I have to tell you.. that image is haunting.. excellent write!
for the falling man (Poetry) - 9/12/2006 8:41:44 AM
What choice did he have? So sad, so shattering! Powerful write; very well done! BRAVO!!
NEVER forget!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
for the falling man (Poetry) - 9/12/2006 8:03:53 AM
Breathtaking write, Alex! Bravo!
for the falling man (Poetry) - 9/11/2006 9:58:54 AM
what a powerful work-----enjoyed most indeed!!!!!
for the falling man (Poetry) - 9/11/2006 9:00:25 AM
Powerful this poem has a very profound message here also. The day was tragic....
for the falling man (Poetry) - 9/11/2006 8:42:08 AM
*tears*
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
anyone (what i learned from poetry readings) (Poetry) - 8/27/2006 10:22:43 PM
Some words say it all, some say more, some are quite disgusting, and some say nothing...but as usual you have said a mouthful with only 5 short words...e & r
randomness while sitting in the emergency room on a sunday night (Poetry) - 8/15/2006 7:50:29 AM
I like the flow and pace of the poem. The use of imagery is spot on. You use eroticism with great care (which is rare to find in the current poetic climate). All in all, an enjoyable read on this lovely Tuesday.
C Patrick.
bottom of the fourth (Poetry) - 7/29/2006 8:36:09 AM
Nice one, Alexandre. Well done!
bottom of the fourth (Poetry) - 7/28/2006 11:06:06 PM
Sooooooooo, when are you goin' to tell me...;) e
change (Poetry) - 7/23/2006 2:48:51 PM
Gorgeous portrait of a powerful moment in the lives of two deeply connected souls. Splendid work.
Aberjhani
change (Poetry) - 7/21/2006 8:12:18 AM
Yes...comes with old age...;) Ed
day after tomorrow (Poetry) - 6/22/2006 9:58:14 AM
i'm sure tom waits would be honored that you chose his words to express your feelings. it is a great song as many of his songs are
day after tomorrow (Poetry) - 6/22/2006 9:14:34 AM
There are no words. Thank you for posting Tom's lyrics and sharing your heart, Alexandre...
Lin
tough love (for pat vaughn) (Poetry) - 6/9/2006 5:39:18 AM
Ouch! Drug usage as a means of escapism! A deadly weapon for destroying one's life and also the lives of those around them. Your poem powerfully paints this scenario in all its unadorned, stark reality colors! Great job, Alex!
soon... (Poetry) - 5/30/2006 9:08:04 AM
This is not-so-vaguely reminiscent of Saul. Which, of course, makes it pretty damned good. I could almost hear him reciting it in his whiskey-deep voice. Great job Alex.
a love letter (revised) (Poetry) - 5/24/2006 2:22:22 AM
Oh where have I been? So glad I read the poems I've missed. I am at a loss to express how this affects me, A. Real poetry does that-touches in a place where there are no words. Saved...
Lin
we (Poetry) - 5/24/2006 2:17:13 AM
Beautiful. Soft as air. Ghostly in feel. As if the words barely light on the page. Speaks of the fragility of life, hope, love...
Lin
por mi tio (for my uncle) (Poetry) - 5/24/2006 2:10:00 AM
You break my heart, reminding me of my dear uncle George and his unconditional love. Hector lives in this poem as vividly as he lives in your heart-so strong is the imagery. How fortunate you were to have his loving presence. Serenity and acceptence-this was his gift to you. Very fine, Alexandre...
Lin
soon... (Poetry) - 5/24/2006 1:56:08 AM
I like REM's lyric, "It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine". No birth comes without a lot of pain. Outwardly, or inwardly as Jerry alludes to. I see outmoded structures and systems that will be destroyed-by force if history serves as a lesson. But I also can see to the other side. A good analogy is the destruction of Mt. St. Helens and the new life that is in the area now. A dead lake of acid sulpher that now holds fish. A black and flattened landscape that is a new forest. "i walk the pale hours of the dead/i bleed hot mercury in my room/i wail in jets of black cancer.." WOW. This may be personal but it has so many parallels to the world at large. Prophetic, I think. Powerful write!
Lin
spider (Poetry) - 5/24/2006 1:20:52 AM
"Bella bella, bruta bruta", my grandmother would say as she stroked my cheek lovingly and in the same breath would slap it with affection. Such is love/life. Such is this poem--beautiful and brutal. And brilliant as the web, A. Saved...
Lin
spider (Poetry) - 5/23/2006 7:39:08 PM
An amazing picture! Sometimes you just don't know how one little spider can make such a big web, it is so constructive and well-built!
I, myself, don't like spiders. Like your poem, they creeps me out too.
Your poem is metaphoric. It talks about more than just a spider. Wonderful write!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
soon... (Poetry) - 5/13/2006 3:16:56 AM
The Beast is on its way, that is for certain. We all must come to grips with our own individual beasts' in order to conquer the whole. Good stuff.
por mi tio (for my uncle) (Poetry) - 5/10/2006 1:33:47 PM
Alexandre,
He comes vividly to life in verse; what a strongly imaged, beautiful tribute. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
I'm sorry for your loss.
por mi tio (for my uncle) (Poetry) - 5/10/2006 9:32:36 AM
Excellent tribute to your tio hector; he will live on, thanks to this powerful piece! splendid piece of writing, alexandre! :)
por mi tio (for my uncle) (Poetry) - 5/10/2006 8:53:03 AM
"and never blamed anyone" I love your uncle for that, if nothing else. But then there were many things about him to love, wasn't there? I hope he has not lost the ability to communicate with his adoring nephew, I hope that very much. From beyond, I mean. I am not a soothsayer, but if we think it possible, I believe we can feel the presence of our much loved ones. I know you see into his eyes.
a love letter (revised) (Poetry) - 4/23/2006 10:00:33 AM
Wondrous and sensual words, Alex! Great job!
a love letter (revised) (Poetry) - 4/22/2006 5:08:10 AM
Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
a love letter (revised) (Poetry) - 4/22/2006 4:01:07 AM
Continually good poetry from your pen. You walk a slightly different route to get to where you want to be and I must say, I like that off-beaten route.
at the bus stop (Poetry) - 4/20/2006 8:26:58 PM
As usual with you I learned a new word...you must not drive, you seem on public transportation quite a bit...Find peace troubled writer, Ed
at the bus stop (Poetry) - 4/20/2006 6:51:45 PM
A dark, melancholy tribute to life and what is near the narrator at certain time, laced with some excellent verbal discourse.
pretty good goddamn day (Poetry) - 4/12/2006 7:04:13 AM
I think I would rather hump a camel...:)
Peter
pretty good goddamn day (Poetry) - 4/12/2006 6:16:12 AM
excellent write; very well penned! thanks for sharing! :)
pretty good goddamn day (Poetry) - 4/12/2006 5:20:57 AM
Alexandre,
Yes, I liked it. Very much. Thanks for the dedication.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
pretty good goddamn day (Poetry) - 4/12/2006 4:09:23 AM
"but i knew it wouldn't be / anything by bukowski / because i need to find / someone else to rip off"
Rip off?
pretty good goddamn day (Poetry) - 4/11/2006 11:47:38 PM
If the skinny white boy HAD the hairy legged girl, I will bet he would agree with you that it was a pretty damn great day...;) Ed
my new job/something clean (Poetry) - 4/11/2006 7:30:58 PM
I have to tell you, I rarely read long poems such as this. Mostly because the writer loses my interest after the first couple of stanzas. But this poem...man this poem was spiritual. It was so real, as if I was in your mind, as if the lines were being scribed as I was reading them. Very cool.
Now, the world is dirty. But it isn't just us humans. All of life lays their waste on top of other's waste, or their scent onto all other scents. Yes, it is gross, but true.
~ Sara
my new job/something clean (Poetry) - 4/10/2006 8:01:50 PM
Hey Alex, did you have to give that visual of you jumping naked into fresh clean water...up to that point you had me hook line and sinker, afterwards all I could see was you naked...most disgusting...;) Ed
yeah, it's like that (Poetry) - 4/10/2006 5:04:54 PM
Damn, man, and I thought I knew pain. Pain is so familiarin my life (fibromyalgia and osteoarthritis), I'd be surprised if I had a day without it. This one hurts to read...but is spot ON!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
my next suicide (Poetry) - 4/10/2006 5:03:03 PM
Alexandre,
Good God, man, you know how to write the demons in our pitiful soul and put them the page, for readers to recognize their own. Excellent, excellent poetry...very uncomfortable to read, but necessary. Please don't give up--I believe in you, if no one else does.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
nothing is all (Poetry) - 4/10/2006 5:00:08 PM
Alexandre,
I felt this one, because I've felt this way, many times. Excellent emotive poetry.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
my new job/something clean (Poetry) - 4/10/2006 4:59:07 PM
Alexandre,
Disturbing. Different. But damn great poetry--I, too, was reminded of Bukowski. He's one of my favorites, and you are rapidly becoming one of mine, as well. Excellent!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla
my new job/something clean (Poetry) - 4/10/2006 3:44:00 PM
All right! Heavyweight stuff. Bukowski-influenced maybe, eh? Loved your rhythm and style. On second thought maybe not so much Bukowski-influenced. He would never have ended it on a hopeful note. But you did. Good for you because, yes, there still is "that are still good."
my new job/something clean (Poetry) - 4/10/2006 3:38:01 PM
Alexandre
Hold on to an indomitable belief in yourself...:)
Peter
joey's ghost (Poetry) - 4/9/2006 9:10:39 PM
I'm there, bro. Love and peace,
Regis
nothing is all (Poetry) - 4/9/2006 9:09:20 PM
Yeah, man. I know where you're coming from. Thank you. Love and peace,
Regis
nothing is all (Poetry) - 4/9/2006 8:46:26 PM
Sounds like you may need a vacuum cleaner...those dust pans are old technology...;) Ed
nothing is all (Poetry) - 4/9/2006 6:49:17 PM
Heavy (old sixties phrase, don't you know?) implications are implied herein this piece. I really liked the metaphor of the tattered broom, sharp thinking and describes your thinking completely. Glad I got to check this out before bedtime.
joey's ghost (Poetry) - 4/8/2006 7:25:10 AM
Good to see ya Alex...funny how we change our dreams as we get older, though I suppose that is the way life is...but if one can keep his childhood dreams and eventually make them real, that is life at its most high...Find Peace, friend, Ed & rufuz
joey's ghost (Poetry) - 4/8/2006 5:04:27 AM
Alexandre..
It's all about perspectives...and it dozen't pay to get in too deep !
Peter
my next suicide (Poetry) - 4/4/2006 4:16:25 AM
a profoundly introspective analysis of the futility of effecting the world's momentum ...
my next suicide (Poetry) - 3/30/2006 4:00:44 PM
Alexandre
You have been gifted with extraordinary talent and abilities as your extraordinary poetry shows...:)
Never ever give up in life, and always believe in the Supreme Being, he will never give up on you !
Best Wishes
Peter
my next suicide (Poetry) - 3/30/2006 3:56:33 PM
Even Without Nothing You Have Nothing To Live For,i.e. Your Just Rewards Are Not Of This Physical World...
See: You Wrote Something Above To Have To Hold On To YOURSELF...
TRASK
my next suicide (Poetry) - 3/28/2006 12:31:39 PM
Wow. A cry from the depths. This is where we begin, up from the shaken core of anger and greif. Nothing worth nothing until we're brought to ourselves and come up breathing on the other side.
It comes with courage and will. Wish I could write with such openess, A. Always shield my emotion in pretty metaphors. You are a poet of rare and raw intensity...
Lin
my next suicide (Poetry) - 3/27/2006 7:18:54 PM
Your writing is a gift! Or do you think it's all you;-)?
indifferent (Poetry) - 3/24/2006 11:48:17 AM
How well you tell these tales of life! Great job!
premature angels (Poetry) - 3/21/2006 6:46:28 PM
Andre,
I have to say, this is awesome, shattering poetry...definately a keeper.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
indifferent (Poetry) - 3/21/2006 6:44:21 PM
Andre,
Your poetry is spot on. Especially that last verse--no one give a rat's ass anymore. Powerful stuff--keep writing!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
my first erotic poem (one for sue hess) (Poetry) - 3/20/2006 10:13:53 PM
wow...
so sensual and sexy and primal. like many others, i adored "under the blanket/your shape suggests/gentle waves/but promises/thunder"
and i'm not turned off by the use of "stink," i think it adds to the bare-bones-no-frills imagery, and totally blends in. well done!
yeah, it's like that (Poetry) - 3/17/2006 1:04:17 PM
This write is great! It's such a powerfully emotive description of pain; one that's brilliantly written in your wonderful and captivating manner!
yeah, it's like that (Poetry) - 3/16/2006 8:08:08 PM
Boy do I know where you are coming from...I finally got dental insurance, and use it immediately, though i hate dentists...and pot just seems to intensify the pain to me...Ed
premature angels (Poetry) - 3/16/2006 2:57:56 PM
Oh how did I miss this? Leaves me speechless, A. Speaks to a place where words cannot be uttered. This I save...Lin
yeah, it's like that (Poetry) - 3/16/2006 2:52:14 PM
Lol! How do you do this? The best damn description of the pain of what I beleive to be an abcessed tooth that I've ever read or heard. It is true agony. The form of this write parallels the waves of pain that accompany it. "...a lot of nerves...they must all be entangled with the nerve under my tooth"--love that. "yeah, it's like that", a kicker last line of understatement...Lin
from the scranton expressway (Poetry) - 2/5/2006 2:51:38 PM
This is a master word painting I'd pay to see! Splendid work!
from the scranton expressway (Poetry) - 2/5/2006 1:32:40 PM
First let me say, "YAY! You're back." :-) Next I say, "this write was worth the wait of your return." ~~Nordette
from the scranton expressway (Poetry) - 2/5/2006 12:52:27 PM
Delighted that you're back, Alexandre! I'm not familiar with your territory but this expresses the glittering mystery of any city. Beautiful imagery...Lin
red (Poetry) - 2/1/2006 6:19:47 AM
Chilling poetry that touches me so deeply, excellently dark and deeply painful,
Reindeer
red (Poetry) - 1/30/2006 12:02:40 PM
should be an exerpt from a serial killers mind...i like the red...sorry i'm sure it wasn't meant that way but we all get what we get from each others poetry and in this one i saw...murder...
i always love your poetry by the way
where we'll go (Poetry) - 1/28/2006 7:12:34 PM
This I like, I don't know how I missed it, and are you again a member in some standing or sitting of the great DEN we so commonly call a second home...? Let me know, Alex...Peace,
Ed & Rufuz
red (Poetry) - 1/28/2006 5:55:01 PM
excellent format, ambiance, flow and color ...
red (Poetry) - 1/26/2006 9:21:09 AM
very dark and indicative of the loss of reason. this is brilliantly penned.
premature angels (Poetry) - 9/15/2005 11:21:30 AM
Vivid and powerfulllll...good write.
i'll never see new orleans (Poetry) - 9/9/2005 8:29:01 AM
I'm swept away and enmeshed within the haunting energy and imagery of this marvelous poem! Clap, clap, clap!
i'll never see new orleans (Poetry) - 9/2/2005 7:18:15 PM
This realty is a sad one indeed!
I feel your pain as You've expressed this so well.
It's touched again. I am in New York , but My heart is in the South!!!
peace and strength to you and relief of all you may need!
God Bless You and Yours'...,
Rich Criso Suarez
i'll never see new orleans (Poetry) - 9/2/2005 4:49:30 PM
Let the good times roll...ahh, they will live forever in our memories. It is with a deep sadness that we realize that New Orleans and all its rich history has been wiped away in one swipe of nature's hand. In hindsight, I wonder how many would have voted for the bonds to upgrade their levees and better protect their city from the flooding? We all tempt fate and hope to stay one step in front of the Devil. This time the people who called New Orleans their home lost that bet. Even without the flooding, the city would still not be livable. It is all so very sad. This is a GREAT poem, Alexandre, peppered with the spirit of the city known as "The Big Easy which has now perished.
Take care,
Sherry
i'll never see new orleans (Poetry) - 9/2/2005 2:13:26 PM
Alexandre,
New Orleans will never be the same...I keep picturing notes of purple, green and yellow leaving the flooded city. (There's a poem running around in there, somewhere...let me work on it.)
Excellent, poignant write--well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
first sight (Poetry) - 9/1/2005 6:07:32 PM
The unplucked rose is that which is most beautiful. As is this write, Alex. A hundred sighs...Lin
eternal fix (Poetry) - 9/1/2005 9:55:52 AM
Splendid creative story/poem, Alexandre! I'm sooo glad you're a member of A.D. Bravo!
first sight (Poetry) - 9/1/2005 7:31:27 AM
excellent write. smooth flow, a restrained sensuality, well phrased. i very much enjoyed reading this (3 times). thanks for sharing.
TX
first sight (Poetry) - 8/31/2005 10:21:46 PM
rocks!
first sight (Poetry) - 8/31/2005 9:44:29 PM
excellent perception of unadulterated beauty ...
homeland security (Poetry) - 8/30/2005 9:21:39 PM
If you did that, you would not be able to be an American, as no one would have taken your ancestors from their native land and forced them into slavery...hmmmmm, that may be best at that...Ed
epiphany (the remix) (Poetry) - 8/30/2005 9:17:34 PM
What can I say...? I have nothing negative or helpful, so I won't say anything, LOL! Really though, Alex, I am happy to see you back if only for a few days...Ed
eternal fix (Poetry) - 8/30/2005 9:14:02 PM
Just one of 17, yes I said SEVENTEEN notices I got from AD to tell me you wrote another...what the hell happened to that "depressive block" we discussed last night...LOL! Ed
ice cream girl (for elisabelle) (Poetry) - 8/29/2005 11:49:08 AM
Beautiful child, wonderful poem. I heard you were leaving. Sorry to hear that and that I didn't get to read more of your work. ~~Nordette
so long (Poetry) - 8/26/2005 7:24:13 PM
i'm sorry to hear this ... you are a very talented poet and will be surely missed!
so long (Poetry) - 8/26/2005 2:36:18 PM
Don't say this! I've been absent too and missed your last few posts. Ok give me a minute to digest the loss of a gifted poet in our midst. I have to tell you this, A.--when I found your den it was like finding a cigar box full of bills in grandma's attic. Please keep writing and please seek to publish. I will miss you! Love, Lin
so long (Poetry) - 8/25/2005 2:25:55 PM
Oh nooo, I hate to see you go! You've got an innate talent for writing. I hope you NEVER stop honing your craft. Let me know if your works are available elsewhere. Good luck!
so long (Poetry) - 8/24/2005 8:43:29 PM
Hey buddy, I got your message regards aol and I have sent on an email to your aol address my screen name and like that, lets keep in touch, in however small way we can...hey you can stay on here as a reader, able to make reviews, but it is up to you...I hope you find peace in whatever endeavor you do, as well as take care of that beautiful young lady in your life...Peace, Ed & Rufuz (w00f)
so long (Poetry) - 8/24/2005 1:15:13 PM
Alex,
Quit this, if you must, but never cease to tell your tales. They are the gritty urban drum that moves us forward and accurately echoes the pulse of the common man. I will miss reading you, but I will sate myself knowing that your words are still flowing...
Peace in all things!
B
so long (Poetry) - 8/24/2005 11:02:19 AM
Alexandre,
I'm sorry to hear that; but I understand. Don't stay away long, may you continue to write...and be well.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
so long (Poetry) - 8/24/2005 10:40:23 AM
You will be missed. but i can certainly understand the reason that you must leave. May good things happen to you.
ice cream girl (for elisabelle) (Poetry) - 8/24/2005 8:58:30 AM
This should be printed and framed, saved for this young lady as she grows...perfectly beautiful, Alex...(I didn't know there was a poetry chat room on AOL, guess I never thought to look) Peace, Ed & Rufuz
ice cream girl (for elisabelle) (Poetry) - 8/24/2005 4:43:27 AM
What an adorable picture this is! Cute little girl, and your lovely poem to match it.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
we (Poetry) - 8/21/2005 8:52:30 AM
i like how you buried the frail hope among the insistent wording of the rest of the piece
migraine (Poetry) - 8/16/2005 4:46:09 AM
That just about eexplains the torment of a migraine as well as I have ever read. Good.
migraine (Poetry) - 8/16/2005 12:01:23 AM
well done though this is a description of a malady that totally un-does a person. you captured it well, this evil beast.
migraine (Poetry) - 8/15/2005 10:06:25 PM
Hard to write anything when a migraine takes over you...I get this little "aura", closest thing to a flashback, just before I get a migraine, and it gives me warning of things to come...time to pop as many pain killers as I can stand and go to bed, unless I am working, then it is very hard to deal with...hope it went away fast...Ed
un becoming (the sum of my parts) (Poetry) - 8/15/2005 11:23:01 AM
Excellent! Your writings are always unique, insightful, rich and thought provoking.
un becoming (the sum of my parts) (Poetry) - 8/13/2005 11:10:54 PM
Akexandre, I think this one is one of your best ones yet! So profound and descriptive of your sentiments and dreams! You are indeed more than it meets the ye and much more than the "by 33 years of 33 years."
God bless, Alexandre!
Sandie.
un becoming (the sum of my parts) (Poetry) - 8/13/2005 9:33:14 AM
Alex,
Damn man! You are such a truthsayer. I have long labored to express this sentiment and fall far short of this. You have a clarity that is only prevelant in a slight few. I'm glad I'm in a world where I can read your thoughts....
Peace,
B
un becoming (the sum of my parts) (Poetry) - 8/11/2005 9:56:27 AM
excellent ... esp. the line "forever soured
by 33 years
of 33 years" supremely simplistic way of saying/describing an awful lot, and an awful lot that anyone can relate to simply by reworking the numbers to describe themselves.
un becoming (the sum of my parts) (Poetry) - 8/11/2005 8:03:17 AM
Too 33 add another 33 and then rethink the herein position...I think you may find you are in pretty damn good shape...Ed
un becoming (the sum of my parts) (Poetry) - 8/11/2005 8:01:18 AM
alexandre you are a joy, to read, to contemplate...well look at all the wonderful fantasies that you've provided me with no effort on your part at all...you are indeed more than the sum of all your parts. :}
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un becoming (the sum of my parts) (Poetry) - 8/10/2005 11:59:21 PM
I hurt when I read your words. I checked your profile, and saw that you read the Psalms. I too enjoy them. In fact, I love the whole book. I had hope in the ending of your poem, when you said, "I am more than what I am". It's true, you are so much more than you seem to realize (based on this poem). You are created with a devine purpose and plan for your life. Maybe writing is one of the avenues that will enable you to reach out to people and help someone that has no one. I enjoyed reading this. Thanks for sharing! Love, Leah
rock 'n' roll (six haiku) (Poetry) - 8/10/2005 3:09:20 PM
Alex,
Great use of the traditional to pay homage (and wish washage) to some amazing souls.
Good stuff!
Peace,
B
rock 'n' roll (six haiku) (Poetry) - 8/9/2005 8:50:19 PM
Oh damn, does that mean I have to take a bath...again? Ed
birthday poem (for ed) (Poetry) - 8/8/2005 2:04:53 PM
Lololololololol! Ooh, Ed is so adorable in blue! Lolol! And the write - haaa haaa ... "one more year of fighting for some attention ..." Great one, Alexandre!
God bless,
Sandie.
seaside park, nj (five fragments) (Poetry) - 8/8/2005 2:01:13 PM
Enjoy your holidays, Alexandre! The kids must be having a ball! Lovely write and great description!
God bless,
Sandie.
birthday poem (for ed) (Poetry) - 8/3/2005 9:00:38 PM
In 46 years I will be 97, either coming from NY you cannot add or they teach ya there that 97 years is one century...LOL! But thanks either way, Alex, I don't care what I have said about you, I take it all back, ;) Ed
birthday poem (for ed) (Poetry) - 8/3/2005 1:53:32 PM
another day
to have rufuz walk you
one more year
of fighting for some attention
because deep down
he's the one
with all the personality
You truly have got that right about our buddy Eddie M, Alex! And I love Ed's picture above!
seaside park, nj (five fragments) (Poetry) - 7/31/2005 6:17:10 PM
And then there are Pennsylvania drivers that have never heard of the law, "KEEP RIGHT, PASS LEFT", (not drive in the same left lane from PA to the NJ shore...) And Seaside is NOT a fair representation of the NJ shoreline, head south to Ocean City, or to the Wildwoods or Cape May, all three have better beaches and no drop off into a deep gully just 10 feet from the beach...beyond that, Alex, I liked all your descriptions, but of course what does someone from PA know about driving anyway...LOL! Ed
for ariana (Poetry) - 7/29/2005 11:25:01 PM
A beautiful young lady, her future will shine, with a dad protecting her, what else can she do...? Ed
for ariana (Poetry) - 7/29/2005 3:24:07 PM
Alex,
And with her daddy standing proudly beside her, watching her grow, I have no doubt she will shine. A most beautiful, inspirational write of unconditional love. :) Thank you, Poet!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
for ariana (Poetry) - 7/29/2005 11:11:31 AM
I have two daughters and you express such love as I have for them in this poem, Alexandre. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace to you and yours. Regis
for ariana (Poetry) - 7/29/2005 9:45:30 AM
daughters are precious ...
for ariana (Poetry) - 7/29/2005 6:34:50 AM
Yes, it will, with you and mommy kicking and screaming all the way. Beautiful daughter.
the elephant (Poetry) - 7/27/2005 12:27:12 PM
Lololol ... I was beginning to wonder - which African city was this?! Great one, Alexandre!
God bless,
Sandie.
the elephant (Poetry) - 7/26/2005 3:06:27 PM
Alex,
The elephant comes to life in your vivid descriptive words; beautifully told, captivating from beginning to end, you are a master storyteller!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
the elephant (Poetry) - 7/26/2005 4:46:43 AM
Well, yes, the darn thing cann go wherever he wants to go. I have found out over many years of watching the "nature" channels that elephants have a very sensitive nature about them, even to the mourning of their dead. Good prose.
the elephant (Poetry) - 7/26/2005 4:19:12 AM
Heehee! Wonderful picture! I imagine that the elephant had a good stroll of through the streets.
I sometimes wonder why people are alarmed when animals stroll the streets; they aren't alarmed with we, the humans, stroll in the zoo.
They are more tolerant than us.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
the elephant (Poetry) - 7/26/2005 1:46:15 AM
Cool pic, sort of puts me in mind of my ex-mother-in-law, though she breathed fire and her eyes were always red, but beyond that the tusks look about the same size...;) Ed
the elephant (Poetry) - 7/26/2005 12:48:27 AM
Wonderful poem. I liked the story
the sinner (Poetry) - 7/25/2005 12:29:08 AM
i like your verve and conviction ...
the sinner (Poetry) - 7/22/2005 9:13:55 PM
As Jerry said regards unsettling the mind and sanity, I have always been unsettled with regards both, so this poem is just kinda fun for me...;) Ed
the sinner (Poetry) - 7/22/2005 3:33:06 PM
ALex,
Profoundly moving, shattering write--you aren't alone in feeling like g*d doesn't listen. :(
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. *tears*
the sinner (Poetry) - 7/22/2005 11:36:30 AM
A profound very deep write! God will always lead you. Great write, Alexandre!
God bless,
Sandie.
the sinner (Poetry) - 7/22/2005 11:08:48 AM
i agree with jerry...very heavy work here, intense and so easy to read...you did good, alexandre
the sinner (Poetry) - 7/22/2005 5:57:15 AM
Sad write. You have to forgive yourself first. God is always there for you.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
the sinner (Poetry) - 7/22/2005 3:06:45 AM
Heavy (a little sixties' slang) poem, here, annd one that I can sink my teeth into. Poe-ish around the edges but truly your own creation and one that unsettles the mind and sanity of the reader. VERY good.
subhumanfilthbreed (for stephanie mcmullen) (Poetry) - 7/18/2005 1:58:33 PM
Alex,
Why not do the same thing to her as she did to her son? God, how awful. Why are these women (I refuse to call them mothers) having children, only to abuse them and worse?? Sick, sick, sick...
Thank you for having the courage to face the ugliness running amok in society...and for forcing us to confront the demons in control. Shattering write--effectively penned.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
"all this and more
all this and more" how about, NEVER MORE!!!?????????
subhumanfilthbreed (for stephanie mcmullen) (Poetry) - 7/17/2005 8:54:12 PM
emotionally potent ... hopefully, the media has it wrong ... if not, what a totally repugnant act to do to anyone, especially to one's own child ...
subhumanfilthbreed (for stephanie mcmullen) (Poetry) - 7/17/2005 4:53:54 PM
That was raw, pure hatred. The opening paragraph, where you tell us what this wretched woman did, reviled me to think that someone could do that to anyone, let alone their own child. The poem reached right into my head and pulled out all of the things I was feeling. ~ Sara
subhumanfilthbreed (for stephanie mcmullen) (Poetry) - 7/17/2005 6:17:11 AM
A poet needs to make his audience feel what he's feeling; the emotion MUST transfer from the page to the mind. It's that whole "show versus tell" thing. You, sir, are very successful with this piece. Whether she 's guilty or not, I'm able to "feel" your rage and for that I am applauding your work. Excellent!
subhumanfilthbreed (for stephanie mcmullen) (Poetry) - 7/17/2005 3:06:49 AM
This is not a time to hold back your thoughts on the matter. Only when you completely explain how you feel about this woman will you feel better. So, come on, say what's on your mind.
subhumanfilthbreed (for stephanie mcmullen) (Poetry) - 7/16/2005 11:43:12 PM
Whoa, Alexandre! Such a rage! You portrayed what you are feeling so well!! Its so sad that a mother can go to such an extend to get rid of her own flesh and blood! Whatever made her commit such an inhuman deed?!
God bless, Alexandre!
Sandie.
subhumanfilthbreed (for stephanie mcmullen) (Poetry) - 7/16/2005 9:51:34 PM
And if that ain't enough, she lives in Delaware...hopefully that is where she will also die, slowly by lethal feces injection...Ed
napolean (Poetry) - 7/12/2005 10:55:33 PM
Beautiful tribute to your dog, Alexandre! Sounds like he was quite a companion!
God bless,
Sandie.
napolean (Poetry) - 7/12/2005 6:02:47 PM
Alex,
You never fail to stir emotion. Napolean is on his back like the king he was and showing his 84!!5 to the sun.
Perfect tribute.
Peace,
B
napolean (Poetry) - 7/12/2005 3:00:09 PM
Alex,
Whatta dog. :) Whatta write--a most loving tribute, filled with smiles and tears. Penned straight from the heart--gotta love him. I'm sorry for your loss. :(
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
napolean (Poetry) - 7/12/2005 1:30:07 PM
sounds like he was quite a dog...
napolean (Poetry) - 7/12/2005 1:11:54 PM
Great tribute to your dog. Well said!
napolean (Poetry) - 7/12/2005 9:13:18 AM
beautiful tribute, alexandre; very well done! bravo!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :(
napolean (Poetry) - 7/12/2005 4:08:58 AM
He sounds like one hell of a good dog, Alex.
napolean (Poetry) - 7/12/2005 3:38:08 AM
Yep. I relate one hundred percent with this one.
napolean (Poetry) - 7/12/2005 3:37:01 AM
I don't know if it's the breed or not, but I think 14 years is a short life for a dog; but I wouldn't call my beloved dog "stupid" though.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o(
napolean (Poetry) - 7/11/2005 10:05:45 PM
Rufuz takes offense that you call any of his dog bretheren (sp?) stupid but he says he will allow you to do so since you have been nice to his daddy with comments and reviews...;) Ed & Rufuz
homeland security (the fight against terrorism) (Poetry) - 7/11/2005 4:00:42 PM
Alex,
Bold. Fresh. Real. Honest emotions borne from pain. What can we do as the HUMAN race to stop the madness and senseless slaughter of our brothers and sisters by fanatical extremists of ANY religion?
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
