Disrespectful Disaster Poem by Sandra Feldman
Disrespectful Disaster
Since when is Poetry,
Just an excuse
For publicity Ads?
Well it certainly seems
That the Hunter no longer
Hunts Poems,
And that Poems
On their mixed up Site
Are only there to be
Interrupted,
Bombarded and disrupted
By the loudest, most distasteful
Bellowing Ads.!
The whole new format,
A chilling disaster,
As Poets retire
In Ire,
From this bitter,
Disrespectful Satire
Of a Site,
Insulting and shameful,
For all those who love
And write
Poetry,
And are still respecting,
Of Poetry,
Its content and good name.
unbearable now and terribly confusing and most annoying, instead of relaxing and joyful
Couldn't agree more Sandra. I go insane from all these ads and noise.
3) I can also click away the small cross (google ads) in the corner and then you have one solid white surface.5 Stars!
2) poem just like that. But you gotta keep doing it with every poem or every act, if you don't, one noise goes up to another noise. In this new Homepage, our poem is 'cut' in the first stanza.I think this is really bad. I can also click away the small cross
1) when I start reading the poems or adding my own poem, I first turn off all sounds, turn that microphone off (give a click and then you don't hear the sound anymore) and then that running signal also off, then the advertisements are stopped, next
Well put Sandra, I always thought this site would one day get better not worse, this site has become terrible with jealous trolls ruining it for the many
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 4:12:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Robert! I am not an idiot, I know very well, I can leave and I will, when I'm good and ready.I don't need your majestic- self to tell me It is not only I that find this site