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Poem TitlePoet NameCritique Given by Andrea M. TaylorCritique Date
Perfumery (Tanka)carole j mennieCarole, I really love this picture of the beloved Pepe La Pew! The 5-7-5-7-5 format seems intact. I enjoyed the "mild,...gaze" and "an....gift" lines. This is quite picturesque. Most enjoyable setting for this critter. No real suggestions. A nice first. I tanka you for the read. Andrea2003-10-01 22:44:45
japanese verse 26 (Camel)Erzahl Leo M. EspinoErzahl, This is pleasant. I love the image of "Treks the gentle traveler..carrying the hills". I find l1 a little difficult. Perhaps, On "this barren land" or Donning barren land. I don't know there is something missing in this line. Just an observation. Yeah, like the student telling the teacher. As always, I find pleasure looking in your nature's scrapbook. Andrea 2003-09-27 01:14:48
Brushed By DeathDebbie SpicerDebbie, Fearful and praying, we hoped for this post These words from your voice was wanted the most Back to living, as this story has beem told To weave in new threads, now made of gold You've been given more time to cherish each day Family, friends and linkers, we welcome your stay So, good to have you back, my good friend!!!! Love, Andrea 2003-09-22 00:02:22
Straight At ItRick BarnesRick, Pearls of wisdom found in the oyster bed of life!!! How simple and true, yet, we all will try and second guess our past knowledge. I really like the "All of voices...past voices" lines. It went straight at it. I really enjoyed this generic message. It begs for a rerread just to absorb the wonderful matter of factness to it. It is like the "Little Train that could" for grown ups. It is written for a subjective viewing and each reader will get from it what he/she may need. A universal guide while stumbling through the unknow territory of life. No suggestions. Thanks. Andrea2003-09-21 23:36:19
God is in His GloryClaire H. CurrierClaire, I feel no need to critique this as I am just so pleased to see your voice in print once again. I picture you taking a break from your busy day, sitting on your newly worked on porch and thanking God for the sunrise and suneet view of His beautiful gifts. I feel that this peaceful beauty renews your strength. This to me, as a friend, brings joy to your words for me. Kindly just, give me a one, as the read was more beneficial to me than you. God bless, Andrea2003-09-21 15:01:20
The Bandit Queenmarilyn terwillegerMarilyn, I like this witty ditty. It was a fun read. I think maybe commas at the end lines like "The girl, the wife, the bandit, the outlaw" could be useful for emphasis. Also, after "Bandit Queen" in l3 of s6. I did have a little trouble with s4. The Younger/larder was hard to grasp. I took the liberty of drafting alternatives...only as a suggestion to work on the stanza. I used theives instead of the bandits to give her more recognition... Theives James, Younger and Cole Evil enough for feathers and tar At her table, count what they stole The wife, Belle Starr -or- Theives Cole, Younger and James Evil enough for feathers and tar She fed, while plotting their games The wife, Belle Starr I enjoyed this very much with or without any suggestions. Andrea2003-09-21 14:52:06
FALLINGMark D. KilburnMark, I have been falling for New England falls for too many years to tell. It is my most favorite season for smells and memories to warm up the crispness you speak of. And spring is my next favorite. So, I am either a sucker for your verses or you paint a great picture...I go with the latter. I am finding a conflict with reading your poetry. I think if you went totally free and void of ending punctuation marks it will work as well. If you really can't let go of the punctuation, that is okay, but I suggest you utilize the comma more in either format. For instance: "No time to play," - a pause is needed "Snows fall outside, winter's..." - Separates the points and possesion for winter to complete the sentence. "Where.....bray;" - semi needed to join the two thoughts "Days of deep freeze (with) snow to your knees (is)" or "Days of deep freeze, snow to your knees (is)...- You need to make it a complete sentence with punctuation "Cold longest nights, brief.... (and) faith..." - a complete sentence. Also, did you want to capitolize Him in reference to Jesus? Remember this is only one man's (human kind) observation. I think free style is good...your thoughts are great and could flow with the poetic view by just using commas. Where as, the use of punctuation and period endings begs for complete sentences and pauses for your verses. I could be all wet, but it matters to the read as well as the assiting the point. Andrea 2003-09-21 14:14:51
So NiceJudy A BadgerJudy, This speaks volumes of one's heart. You take life with a grain of salt to season it...I like that. I read and reread this, each viewing gives alternate meanings or feelings. I can relate to the stanzas with my husband, children and my friendships. This piece has movement...it flows with live, love and life. This is so nice. It's simple and pure and one finds you in a good place. This is an upbeat share, I thank you for it. No Suggestions, but hold that thought!!!! Andrea2003-09-21 13:37:04
When Trees in Fall Begin to Spill Their ColorsJoanne M UppendahlJoanne, A pleasurable reads with a boutiful vision within your nature's theme. I enjoy the way you observe and share your view. My only suggestion would be with the title. Perhaps Avian Autumns or something like that. Only this bird's view. Thanks for such fruitful delight while gazing upon, yet another, one of your nature's postcards. Andrea2003-09-21 13:17:23
Splendor in the Pages of a BookJoanne M UppendahlJoanne, This piece is a wonderful expression of love and admiration for your grandfather. I was blessed by it to stop and remember my own grandmother's influence on me. She was an avid reader and taught me to view the world with words. It isn't the same, but the end results are quite similar. I truly enjoyed these words as a catalyst to my own memories. To me, the bound, bond lines are a bit off, but the intend weighs more than the verse. The soul/whole pair seems forced a bit. Maybe something like, Written thoughts have permanence to make of break the whole...some how the thought seemed a little overstated. Only an opinion. Lastly, I thing the "with a simple gift..." line, you could drop the "he bought" and it would still work well. This is merely an observation and only a look from these eyes. Either way the spirit of this read is well worth the look. Andrea2003-09-21 12:58:14
When Small Frogs Seem to DisappearJoanne M UppendahlJoanne, I find this an amusing little piece with great visual lines. I really smiled with the "Is this sticky..." stanza. A great thought. My only stumbling was at the "but thus freed..." line. Perhaps a comma at freed or maybe, but when freed, he... Just sharing my thinking on this. Thank you for sharing this experience. It seems so real with its ending promise that life goes on. Andrea 2003-09-21 12:41:17
Sole MatesRick BarnesRick, I truly enjoy your subject matter. There is a mental picture of these worn out companions and a desire to know their stories. You have a wonderful sense of humor about aging. I did have difficulty with L's 3 & 4 in S1. I found even reading it outloud caused me to pause. It seemed to beg for some compacting with the read. I was wondering if maybe something like this would work: I suppose, it's the kickin' done In a wild whirl from town to town Just a suggestion from this reader. It helps the down/towns thing too. A most memorable and fun read. Thanks for the pause that refreshes the spirits. Andrea 2003-09-18 21:10:45
The PassingJudy A BadgerJudy, This is beautiful. I am a mother who lost a child. I don't know if you saw my post. I will email if you like. The simple truth of the "loan" is so true, but such a big pill to swallow. I remember saying the same words to my mother and father at his funeral. I said, "I knew he was a loaner, but I didn't know the note was for only 5 years". I totally agree with the joyous reunion and draw strenght from it. Honestly, I await the same. Our feelings are merged into the same heart here. I appriciate the verses with a watery view. Your images comfort me, as I "need him still". A wonderful impression of a future journey. Andrea2003-09-18 15:40:20
GrandJudy A BadgerJudy, How wonderful your words are. I am blessed with grands...they are the best thing. Unconditional love at its perfect state. I loved the "dog-eared daisy" line and the dewdrops of speech. Your expession of delight is contagious. Befitting grands, grandchild, granddaughter and grand indeed. This is a pleasure to read...I could feel the squeezes from you...and will pass them on to mine. A very refreshing upbeat read. No suggestions except, enjoy the hugs and flowers. Blessings, Andrea Oh...your email came back as undeliverable...please email me. I would like to get my message to you.2003-09-18 15:29:58
A Glorious DayCallie CothrenCallie, I like this outburst of joy for a new day. It is very refreshing and upbeat as it reminds us that each new day brings its own special events. I would suggest dropping the punctuaton at the end of each sentence and set these lines to read outloud. This is something that I was taught just recently as well. I now appreciate the value of this advise more and more. I think the "Painting...blue" line could read a little smoother, if perhaps it was more like "Brushing the sky with strokes of purple..." or something like that. You may want to consider replacing the words slowly and darkness with other images. This is only this reader's thoughts. It is a happy and hopeful piece. I love the last two lines...tomorrow's promise is a great thought to end a day with. Thanks for a sunshine break. Andrea2003-09-18 09:22:22
Class and StyleMark D. KilburnMark, I enjoyed reading this as it moved along with simple images of a snap shot in time. The concert's end and the increased enjoyment of your wife's companionship is quite lovely. You state in a very matter of fact, but poetic way, how you love her still. Concerts may come and go, life will bring its offers, rebates or credit, but your relationship is a homecoming for class and style. I really enjoyed the pace and tight descriptions of your offerings as it progressed to the conclusion. It made me feel joy for your returning to another place in time with the concert, but with the excitement of mature love. The surroundings of excitement, music and memories were visual and the afterglow real including the trash. It reminded me of a open concert my husband and I went to in Boston. They are so much fun when it is a "blast from the blast" band. The memories of youth pour out in conversation that breaks you away from your daily lives. A most enjoyable read. The warmer than old coat, taking the bus again and repeated stanza format added to the pace and flow. A few punctuation pauses may improve some of the images. For example, "When we are having fun, time flies and..." To me it might put more emphasis on the fun time. Also, after the "I hope your...ended" line. It is a ggod place to stop and take it in. Only a suggestion. I mentally put them there. Rumor has it, I just might be a mental case (lol). If you remember correctly...I think, I started that rumor. (tee hee) I truly enjoyed this. I am new and this seems like a different format from you. I must admit, I haven't gone back to compare. This is just an "short term" observation...it comes with the aging process. Thanks for sharing this one, guy!!!! Now aren't you sorry you encouraged me? (lol) My very best regards, Andrea2003-09-17 19:54:28
japanese verse 25 (Dawn)Erzahl Leo M. EspinoErzahl, Very nice as usual. Enjoyed the "sign of sunlight". It has a nice reading and image affect. It does pour in once it appears, doesn't it. It is amazing how it looks warm, even in winter here. It always takes me by surprise when the temperature is so low, yet the morning glow looks like it should be warmer. Nice picture here. Thank you for this view of a brief moment in daily time that isn't always appreciated by the business of the day ahead. My very best to you, Andrea2003-09-17 19:16:52
Our Bullets are BiggerKaren RaganKaren, This type of reading for me is a read. I don't care if you give me a 1 and move on. I just want to express the beauty of your son's image and your words for me. Our faith is our big purple bullet needed life. Our inner strength to go on as we whince at what our children witness at such a young age. I enjoyed the post and savored it as an imaginative and powerful memorial to all who were lost or suffer the continuing loss of that tragic day. To critique this presentation, for me, does not serve any purpose to the importance of the message. In our hearts, we may not always follow the rules, but still can feel the impact of truth when innocence lost. I remember when my son was 10 and the Challenger exploded. He came home from school very sad and upset. He told me the teachers were watching it on television all day. He looked at me with his very deep blue pools of stolen innocense and asked, "Mom, why do they keep showing it over and over...don't they know one hurt is enough?" To this day at 26, he is still bothered by the way the media presents the news. When the 911 attacks happened, he brought up the Challenger situation again and said, "What purpose do we serve these people by watching them needlessly die over and over again? What do they want to insight...more sorrow or revenge?" The look in his eyes was the very same. I still ponder his truth. God bless, Andrea 2003-09-16 09:23:37
UntitledClaire H. CurrierClaire, I will be as gentle as your very precious smile here. What a wonderful image of aging. I see your mother and you on one of your daily errands. I am drinking in the possibilities of your conversation with eachother. I am smiling back at thie 5-7-5 haiku. The twinkling of eyes when the wrinkles join is a precious image. I makes me miss my grandmother and mother. I thank you for this Kodac snap shot of joyous memories. Claire, I am still grinning and enjoying my wrinkles joining. A very nice vision and read. 2003-09-16 08:48:29
A Hope For A Thousand Tommorrowsstephen g skipperStephen, I sense resolve and a renewed strength in the power of living one day at a time. I rejoice in this message. I like the way the thoughts are presented as absolute statements. If it true, that each dark cloud has a silver lining; I am happy that you have found some silver. Your expression and commitment within the lines of your loving poetry puts hope in its best light. Keep holding on to "The ones you trusted" when you are "downhearted". There are some typos, but the intent of the poem is not lost. Keep writing, my friend, it will help build precious memories during your journey towards a thousand tomorrows. God bless, Andrea2003-09-16 08:24:00
Shadow of GreatnessMark D. KilburnMark, One would be remiss in not commenting on this. I found myself involed in the read more as if it were a great editorial. This doesn't mean it is less than poetry, but speaks volumes for the silenced hearts and the broken ones of two years ago. The broken ones carry on. It brings us back to the red stripes for the blood shed during our infancy in world history. The blue of the sky to be shared by the free and the not so free. Our stars may have gained numbers, but our ideals have not changed. Our heros of everyday are acknowledged and are given a reassurance of our gratitude. As each stanza finishes, the next compliments it. The title is interesting. All too often we do shawdow true greatness by being comfortable with knowing it is there. A very deep, moving and meaningful read. I thank you for sharing it. Andrea2003-09-12 15:42:58
japanese verse 24 (Old Age)Erzahl Leo M. EspinoErzahl, I cannot not believe how we think so much alike. I appreciate the simple truth of this. The images are allowing each of us to look in the mirror and see what we may want for our own outcome. I might have presented the first line with "If" instead of "when". The two whens distracted me a little. But, I don't know enough to know if this changes the impact of what you wanted to have us read. I don't agree that beauty is always lost with aging. This could be why I would use the if, when and then at the beginning of each line. It seems to help the flow of the entire image better for me. In any case, the thought and images are presented well. Thanks, as always. Andrea2003-09-12 15:11:37
Little Manmarilyn terwillegerMarilyn, Sometime poetry is not to be critiqued by enjoyed. This is one of those for me. I went for the ride and loved the view. I am a former nursary nurse. I would hold my little bundles and talk to them about there futures. I would say things like, "Good morning, Madame President, welcome to our world" or "So, you are the attorney for the defendant?". The other nurses used to tease me about it. Anyway, you now know why I like this poem. A great read and wonderful image to behold. Caden is a joy for all who believe in humanity. Andrea2003-09-12 11:43:46
Right to LifeRachel F. SpinozaRachel, Your words are very succinct and I believe, meant to titillate. To that end, I enjoyed it. However, it baits the question , by means of the title, that maybe there is only a tangible choice to be made. This is my impression and not necessarily your intent. Subsequently, it confirms or reaffirms the reader’s beliefs. This is the strength of your versus and your mental imagery. If “Sunshine screams” from the womb, “Mama please save me from the light” and after birth, “Please save me from the dark”. Maybe, just maybe, if we cherished and protected all life, we could save ourselves from ourselves. Good reading. Thank you. Andrea2003-09-12 11:09:20
Poetic LinkageTerrye GodownTerrye, Most enjoyable. Love the last line...it sums it up quite nicely. Sometime we lament too (lol). Seriously, this is very descriptive of the TPL. I applaud you attempt to revitalize. Each line is quite unique, yet gets us to the point. I like this thought process and I am glad I am a part of this. If I wasn't I'd feel quite invited. About the coconut, I'd never waste good rum! Be well, glad tidings! Andrea2003-09-12 10:22:15
Departed SpiritsC ArrownutI enjoyed the visions in the poem. Having felt similar things in my son's bedroom. As time goes on, the room has been changed, but the images are still there. I enjoyed the flow of the piece. It let the mind capture the purpose with the read. I hope my email didn't offend you. Andrea 2003-09-05 11:07:01
Suicide Note Of A Seaman's Wife (Revised)Drenda D. CooperDrenda, It may have bent the mighty oaks...but it truly broke my heart. This is a wonderfully imaginative piece place well in its era. I could actually picture the seaman standing on the Widow(er)'s peak as salted breeze flavored his tears while he rereads and rereads the note. He finally looks out towards the ocean. I could smell his mistress, the sea, as she beckons him, and whispers, "The land is nevermore!" I do rhyming and sing song effect. The affect works for me. A very nice read. I appreciate you letting me know about it. God's speed and comfort. Andrea2003-09-04 09:08:52
japanese verse 23 (Tide)Erzahl Leo M. EspinoErzahl, I never thought about the tide in this way. "It softly combs the surface" denotes the goings on that we take for granted. I love walking the ocean. Thank you for a mental jaunt to one of my favorite places. Andrea2003-08-29 14:04:06
Doppler EffectJoan M WhitemanJoan, It only took me 5 reads and a brick to get the affect of the affect. It is me, I was looking too closely and not hearing the train's passage only the inner voice of the woman. How's that for a big, "Dooo". I slowed down the read and there it was. Did you want cheek or cheeks? The first stanza was so full of meloncoly to me that I think that is why I lost it. The second stanza is descriptive and I like the comparison to the flowers to express the shortness of the relationship. I so loved the line "A kiss good bye.....experience" that actually stopped and made me smile with each reading. What a wonderful sense feeling in that expression! And of course, the last stanza ended the affect. The coming, the stay and the leaving. I am so sorry, that I almost got in my own way with this one. I have a new found respect for tenacity as I would have missed the important read between the lines that I was reading. A befitting title (the swelling in my head is slowly receeding), the bittersweet tone and a wonderful presence with the symbolism. Thank you for this sharing and important exercise in figurative thinking. Andrea 2003-08-28 17:12:45
Waiting in the Cradle (revised)Rachel F. SpinozaRachel, For what is worth, what you did "cull" doesn't change the poem's message. However, the last line isn't really needed for me to complete the thought. Since the poem, as I see (and saw)it, is that it is the parent's view. From that perspective, the change in "the world" will happen anyway. In fact, to me, leaving off the last line would encourage the thinking of "How will this child change the world?". The subject matter is trite, you made the "subject" much more than that, both originally and now. This what poetry is about. Without the last line, I might have even had that dimple "propel" the universe. Sandra's idea proved to be quite enjoyable as well as productive. Andrea2003-08-28 11:48:08
Each Morning I Begin AgainJoanne M UppendahlJoanne, I had to go back and read the first post as haven't read it yet. By comparison, the first is better. The coffee taste richer and the shower is much more refreshing. It is amazing what power a few more words have. The new one could stand alone as badda ding, badda dang, but the older one has the BADDA BOOM. This proved to be a fun and productive challenge. Hey, pick that wet towel up off the floor. Andrea2003-08-27 20:02:53
PEACE AND SO MUCH MOREGeorge L WhiteGeorge, I do not count syllables in my head, perhaps it my own busload in the way. The only flow I rejoice in is the river you described to the point of smelling it and seeing the foam. I am curious about your use of the word “passed”. Remembering what has been accepted and holding it close is quite a twist on the thinking process. Are you saying we tend to behave in an acceptable manner to survive rather than go outside the box? I am still pondering this. I’ve been in the book and enjoyed the stillness. This is a comfortable line to me. Is did implied with the “You ever” line? I mentally put it there to reread it. I worked better for me. I do not pretend to be a “technician” of poetry. I am a reader and emotional responder. I can relate to what is being stated. I am craving the silence you speak of and would like to hear and see the things you tell us that are really there. I gather the narrator is speaking to himself. I may be wrong, but it spoke to me as well. A nice share. Andrea2003-08-26 13:24:14
Soul MateMell W. MorrisMell, For me, something like this is a view and not a critique. So, no need to score. I feel there is a message of the importance of respecting the writings of another. It could be the timing of what is going on at the site's forum or you intended timing as a result of it. I am not sure. All I can say is that our verses are sometimes our safety nets. We, as poets, tend to use our mental treadmills to exercise away the excess of day to day living. By doing so, we will "look good" on paper for ourselves...and others who appreciate the effort as well as the form. Thank you for sharing this. Andrea2003-08-23 19:06:33
Results: PositiveGary A WilmotGary, First let me thank you for taking the time to respond on the forum. It was most appreciated. I did not expect you to reply as I was aware of your situation. This makes your response even more valuable to me. Your poem rings true. My brother-in-law of twenty-six years is doing this battle as well. I do appreciate the fatique you are feeling. The descriptions of the leech are so so effective. My brother is a Hodgkin's survivor...he used meditation along with the treatment. He would imagine the "beast" and mentally shrink it. He said sometimes he could actually sense it fighting back. He would fight it again and again. This is such a personal assault from an unseen preditor. My prayers are stepping upon your battlefield. They are armed with faith. The mountains will move and crumble so we can meet this enemy on an equal plain...the unseen power of God. I can't thank you enough for your kindness. Andrea2003-08-22 09:54:17
japanese verse 22 (Water Lilies)Erzahl Leo M. EspinoErzahl, "Pond's pretty maidens" I love the impact of vision this presents. "Surrounded by keen suitors" Made me think alittle. Interesting. "Croaking at the stars" I can hear the cricket's serenading as well. I enjoyed this. Andrea2003-08-22 09:33:27
Bridge of TearsMichael BirdMichael, Your "Bridge of Tears" is the ironic tale of love lost. The word bridge seems symbolic of the speaker not letting go. I enjoyed the image of the fireflies. Very expressive "viewing" from the bridge. The pain is felt deeply. The fact the speaker drives every day and doesn't stop is interesting. The conclusion of the poem brings us to a near conclusion for the situation. An enjoyable read. I hope the speaker decides to find a new path...he has much to give. Andrea2003-08-19 23:50:22
Charge of DiscriminationDebbie SpicerDebbie, First and foremost,I apologize as a member of the human race for such a horrible experience. This is one of man's behaviors that baffles me. Truly baffles me. Your words "Intentions to ....." are so expressive of the humility and pain born of such ignorant acts. Your voice deserves an ear and the lesson should be learned. Thank you for speaking out. Andrea2003-08-19 23:42:15
Waiting in the CradleRachel F. SpinozaRachel, "Amanda, tender in her skin" is a wonderful description of a new little person in our world. This piece is a slice of life that fills a parent's palate. It is so amazing how a snug little bundle can inspire so much hope and joy. Well put and full of loving emotions. Andrea2003-08-19 12:48:13
Home Townmarilyn terwillegerMarilyn, My first thought is that he not a stranger to you. I am so moved by the verses of this home grown young hero. "He lay....waste" and "Colors.....crimson" are visions that permeate one's chest and pierce the heart. A mother and father's son defending the ground he was uprooted from. His body may had its last breath on that stained sand of hell, but he was not alone. His contribution is not lost with you tribute. Thank you for personalizing one of America's quiet heros. Andrea 2003-08-18 21:32:16
SymphonyDebbie L FischerDebbie, I can almost feel the warm breeze teasing your face as it crosses through open windows. I sense your eyes gazing and your mind savoring a routine trip with renewed vision. A trip more of us should take. Thank you for sharing this. Andrea 2003-08-18 20:06:44
Day TimeRachel F. SpinozaRachel, These type of days make it all worth while. Playful momments, light heart and taking it all in. Joy found without seeking it. Nice image that renews the spirit. Andrea2003-08-18 19:42:15
Love's Equated OppositesCindy D. ClaytonCindy, I keep reading this. I dare to say, it speaks of a bad relationship to me. It haunts me in a been there done that sort of way. When give and take meet and don't compromise - there is no win-win. You made me think alot with such poetic pain. Thank you for posting. Andrea 2003-08-18 13:29:54
Let Us Protect YouC ArrownutC, Working hard at figuring out what this read really wants us to get. I am at a Janis Joplin intersection in my mind. I think, Bobby Magee's "freedom is having nothing left to lose" is a "nearsies". But I don't think you are playing horse shoes with this concept. I think you want a direct hit. Am I close? Andrea2003-08-18 13:23:23
An Immodest RequestRick BarnesRick, Very sultry. Simple but visual glace at moment we all have shared at some point in time. Viva la difference. Andrea2003-08-18 12:51:26
Wingsmarilyn terwillegerMailyn, Nicely put. If I had a trip for every time I had similar feelings, I would be on a frequent flyer list. Nice simple and compelling read. Andrea2003-08-17 21:57:51
At last SunriseKen DauthKen, This is a great testimony to daily living. But, then it makes me stop and think...is daily living such a chore? Should I feel this ambivalent? Andrea2003-08-17 21:44:03
My Hero and StarSusan J. CertoSusan, This is such a nice tribute to a long ago special place in time. I think of it as a fireside read with a glass of merlot and opening a DVD to my own mind. Thank you for sharing some star gazing in time overcast skies. Andrea2003-08-17 21:33:31
Sudden MomentumC ArrownutC, This is an amusing tale about a mundane task. I like the way you led us readers right up to the end with a good analogy. I had one just like it, but I won't share the brand! Andrea2003-08-13 19:53:17
Drivin Me Crazy (No "G" intended)George L WhiteGeorge, This is very clever and amusing. It brought back to life a great memory of my mother. She hoped in our old red and white 1957 Ford wagon, wings and all, to save her bleeding child (me). She went bombing up the wrong way of a one way street. She was pulled over and the officer asked for her license. She told him flat out she didn't have one. The officer then asked, "Then why are you driving this way!!!???" She looked him straight inthe eyes and said, "Because it's the fastest route to the hospital!" He looked at her with disbelief and escorted our vehicle (mother still driving) to the emergencey room and told her to go right home afterwords. This poem is good medicine for the soul. Andrea 2003-08-13 19:46:47
japanese verse 21 (Prayer)Erzahl Leo M. EspinoErzahl, I should be the last person on earth to comment on this. I like the image and point. I think I would have used Reaching instead of "Touching". It just seems more prayer like to me. But what do I know? I am enjoying the challenges of Haiku more and more. I wrote three today waiting for my husband while he was at an appointment. Observing the unsuspecting passer-byers is a great source of inspiration. 2003-08-13 19:25:13
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