A.I., A.I., A.I., A.I..: A.I., A.I., A.I., A.I.
You think I offer resistance?
I could discuss it with you till
We're both blue in the face
Resistance is futile
Thank you. It certainly feels: Thank you. It certainly feels confusing. Ultimately life is leading in one direction, and I fear that 'inner turmoil' is all these thoughts will ever amount to
This is a very profound: This is a very profound essay, and it touches upon certain aspects of my own struggles which have caught up to me during this late stage of my life.
First, let me say openly that: First, let me say openly that my delay in responding to this comment must make me look like the biggest fool on PostPoems, and I sincerely apologize to you, Patricia, and to all of PostPoems for appearing to be not only neglectful but also disresecptful and discourteous . . . after writing an essay about the community spirit of PostPoems. I am sure this has made me look like quite the idiot, and I ask for your forgiveness and pardon.
In your comment, perceptive as usual, you have validated the point I have tried to make.
But again, my failure to respond in a timely manner has basically taken the wind out of the sails of this essay, and I have appeared to be the biggest hypocrite. This was not intentional and I am very, very embarrassed.
There can be so much beauty: There can be so much beauty and purpose found in things that are deemed conventionally unattractive.. bravo to you for taking the time to reflect and write about a creature that is always overlooked ~
An artfully conceived and: An artfully conceived and constructed little package of movement, poignancy and an inevitable end. You packed all the dizzying, unstoppable, astounding drama into four lines: four steps, cunningly balanced and on fire. Amazing stuff! Loving it!
The way the poem is formatted: The way the poem is formatted on the screen looks like waves of that endless marching, reaching further and further toward the goal stated in the last line. This reminds me of some of the ancient Greek poems that were shaped like altars, or flower vases, or other objects. You have written an excellent poem with a great format.
Thanks lovely its been a: Thanks lovely its been a really tough month. Your words are always a soothing balm, water to cracked dry lips, breath to the breathless.
Your comment I think I understand how it’s relatin’..: Your comment I think I understand how it's relatin'
To the type of country we find ourselves in the state in
While those on the right are rampin' up the hatin'
The President seems satisfied, he's Biden his time
Well, I feel it should be a crime
For the future of the entire nation
Stop the self-admiration and adoration
Start legislating and regulating
Your isolating is so frustrating
You may as well be masturbating.
Keep up the good work! Great job!