You've got a great fan of yours in me. I love all your poems. I may not have commented on a few of them but that's my fault because I didn't understand them. Love the way you write. Please never stop writing.
Please delet my poem, I Did Not Take My Children There, from your list poems. I submitted it and it was erroneously added to your poems. Thanks, Elke Nigro
a poet with potential in their pocket. strong in opinion and voice with objective in mind. try some free verse too
Wow, I really love your sadistic man poem. Your really good. :)
you're very good. I hope you keep it up, and don't be discouraged... I'm surprised i'm the first to comment about you.. you're a real talent.
THOUGH the winds but stir on their hoary thrones
Of hemlock and pungent pine,
All the whispering woodland tones
Gossip of things divine, —
Why God is gray in the granite rock,
And green in the lichen flake,
And swift in the darting swallow-flock,
And slow in the lapping lake;
Why God is sweet in the hermit-thrush,
And hoarse in the frog; and why
His touch on the bee is golden plush,
And gauze on the stinging fly;
Why God is life in the mushroom there,
And death in the toadstool here;
Mirth in the dancing maidenhair;
In its hidden adder, fear.
Oh, if this berry that stains my lip
Could teach me the woodland chat,
Science would bow to my scholarship,
And Theology doff the hat.
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you're very good. I hope you keep it up, and don't be discouraged... I'm surprised i'm the first to comment about you.. you're a real talent.