This Poem was Submitted By: Andrea M. Taylor On Date: 2003-09-19 09:06:29 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Blowin' da "Blues" otta da Horn!

They call me Ma, Nana, so what’s in a name? I know it is  Auntie, the one known as Mame I seek her from within, when I’m feeling tame She pops by my  mentor, just to keep me sane She taught me true flying, needing not a plane She must be my  center, or gone is the flame She found joy in nothing, no cares about fame I have fun in  living, thanks to Auntie Mame!

Copyright © September 2003 Andrea M. Taylor

Additional Notes:
OOOOh yeahhhh...'zackly! (Snicker) Time-dated material!

This Poem was Critiqued By: Irene E Fraley On Date: 2003-10-07 19:26:27
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.40000
Hi Andrea, I really enjoyed this. The form you're using is consistant, the message is clear, the language is good. This is fun to read, the form invites a chuckle as it sort of imitates Mame, popping in and about. The form employes lines of 3, 1, 2, 4. I'm wondering if this is your construct or a form I should have known. The use of space works. This poem really awakened a memory for me. I was reading "Auntie Mame" in a cabin in NH and couldn't help bursting out laughing. Tears rolled down my face as I read the part about Fox Hunting to my Dad. My Dad said, "I didn't know you had a sense of humor." That was the moment when my father began to see me as a human being, not a bothersome child, so this memory is special to me. Thanks for bringing it back out of the bowels of my brain's library. With much gratitude, Rene

This Poem was Critiqued By: Terrye Godown On Date: 2003-09-25 22:05:47
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.36842
Andrea?? Is this YOU?? Or has the spirit of "BB King" forcefully inhabited your body? lol Geez, I dunno where ta start... if I could play the sax or a muted trumpet to accompany this piece, it might add some good backup acoustics though! OOOOh yeahhh, I reckon ol "Auntie"'d 'preciate da hellouta dat! Hey, truth be told though, ya got some reeaaal nice rythm goin on here... "shawt n sweet, but it be moovin through yo soul like... uh... well... ok, time dated material that's what! - you really take over this one, characterwise Andrea. Makes it hard for us critiquers ta do our nit pickin, cuz everything's written within the context of an unsophisticated, downhome jingle! An who, I ass ya, kin awgue wit dat?? Cheerz, t
This Poem was Critiqued By: marilyn terwilleger On Date: 2003-09-24 12:57:42
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.43750
Hi Andrea, This is just the cutest poem...light and full of fun. The form you have used (one I haven't seen) seems perfect here. It moves the words around with a perfect rhyme giving the piece a melodic sound. "Auntie Mame"...this name takes me back a bit and I read it several times just to hear the cadence of the words. Good job...I loved it! Blessings...Marilyn
This Poem was Critiqued By: Thomas H. Smihula On Date: 2003-09-22 17:23:19
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.20000
Andrea this is enjoyable to read. Very difficult format to keep in place but you have done it and with ryhme. Auntie Mame I remember the movie she was a character in. To be carefree is the sense I get from this poem and if that was your intent you have succeeded with this reader. Again difficult format, excellent presentation. Job well done. Tom
This Poem was Critiqued By: Julie Ann Ruengert On Date: 2003-09-22 02:51:17
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
I like the rhythum of this rhyming poem. Looking deep into this poem you must be called Ma and Nana, but your real name is Auntie Mame or maybe it is someone you admire used in deep meditation. The part ( I seek her from within when I'm feeling tame) tells me that it is within you, a kind of peace that allows you to live without fame, but have fun. This could be talking about a musical instrument that you have fun playing. I'm wondering if you need a comma after ( She pops by, my mentor, just to keep me sane). If Auntie Mame is a real person, you must admire her.
This Poem was Critiqued By: Carolyn Minsker On Date: 2003-09-19 16:08:47
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Dear Andrea, I liked what Joanne said about paying the price of reading poetry with a small comment at the least, even when we are pressed for time (as I am), soo: This is a joyful and oh-so-true to my world-view, rollicking poem that I much enjoyed. Others have tried to convince me (and failed) that to be truly happy people aspire to fame, that the achievement of notoriety is the true mark of success, and I emphatically shake my head "NO"! You captured, in your gambolling ditty, the essence of my definition of success: "She found joy in nothing, no cares about fame I have fun in living, thanks to Auntie Mame!" In strophe 4, I would like to see a comma (she pops by, my mentor,..) small quibble, I may not be seeing your reason clearly.. and I wondered if you had watched the old movie again, to set the mood. You have a wonderful talent, Andrea. Love, Carolyn
This Poem was Critiqued By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2003-09-19 16:01:03
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.53659
What a bouncy little piece you have created here my the effect it has on one's imagination and about having a musical effect it certainly does and perhaps should be sought after as such. nicely structured, great word flow and images of auntie mame are terrific which means you are terrific as well.......thanks for posting and bringing joy to one's heart on such a gloomy day. Be safe, God Bless, Claire
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