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Steam
You act rashly, without thinking.
Fire ash and turmoil.
I think long, before acting.
Ice wind and sea spray.
That is why.
When we are one.
We make a lot of steam.
You act rashly, without thinking.
Fire ash and turmoil.
I think long, before acting.
Ice wind and sea spray.
That is why.
When we are one.
We make a lot of steam.
Firstly I'd like to thank you very much for your critique of my poem, if I remember rightly you critiqued the one called 'My Pet', yes that's right, you did, and what a lovely critique it was too, so thank you! (If you liked that one about one of my cats then you would probably like my recent poem about both of them, called 'Mella And Chlor' (they are my two cats names, and this poem is a humourous one - at least, I've attempted to make it humourous anyway, whether anyone else finds it humourous or not of course is their opinion, but it IS MY sort of humour).
god, I'm so sorry for ranting on, I suffer from manic depression and right now I'm a bit hypomanic and this causes me to rant, so for this I apologise. Still, for me it's FAR better than being the complete opposite and being severely clinically depressed.
Anyway, what was I doing? (my short-term memory is SHOT)... oh yes, critiquing your poem...
A GREAT piece of work from you, as always, and I myself am a bit rash at times, but this too is also down to my manic depression, 'cos when I'm more well I DO think before acting.
Nice work. Hope you are well, take care,
TAAvSM x