Granularity Poem by David DeSantis

Your'ed have to say this is cleaver - a poem with such an open extended metaphor that practically forces the reader to project his troubles and life into it. Very cleaver I think I will try it.

This is very good David. Concise, passionate and pleasingly structured. Sounds to me like writing poetry is going to help with your granularity hangup, too. There is quite an important metaphysical thread running through this too, methinks. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Granularity reminds me of salt from it we get some flavor but overdone, it, like the sun, can wither, dry, and sever. Water and heat and time, repeat can mold it into a crystal Beautiful to behold, its facets, bold, can be ground down by a pestle. Salt, refined, is favorful. To folks, it is a treasure. But salt, distressed, is uselessness; Because it's lost it's savor. Your granularity inspired me to try to be poetic again. Thanks!

David, this works well, short and simple, but very effective. Top marks and thanks for sharing this my friend. David

Well, DeSantis I see that you cut right to the chase in Granularity. Tough, but real. This is the only way to deal with this stange planet, I feel. Glad to see that you are looking it straight in the eye. Thank you for checking in with me. Hope to stay in touch. Great great outlet here. Kash earley