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Old enough to know better, young enough to want to, broke enough not to be able to and dumb enough to try anyway. Life is good.

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Poem TitlePoet NameCritique Given by Andrea M. TaylorCritique Date
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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