Jesus was a know-it-all who protested war: Just a side note.
Mainly, I want to say that when you find good medicine in life, keep taking it. It sounds like you have found your good medicine, your well-lit passage through the woods, half way through a feverish, winding search over unforgiving terrain.
Superb and enlightened: Superb and enlightened commentary on the harmful social conditioning men experience from birth.
I was particularly charmed by your humanitarian candor, eloquence and insight in these words:
"Oh I wish I could give all those young boys flower crowns
Oh that I could teach them to be sweet to each other
And that tears aren't just for girls"
A crucial message, skillfully penned. Kudos!
I'm assuming this very: I'm assuming this very stirring and gorgeously composed tribute is for Dianna who would have made the finest queen. Her compassion, fearless activism and egalitarian vision would have been a much-needed inspiration, not only in the UK, but the world.
Your elegant words are a worthy monument to the better world that could have been. Achingly beautiful.
Thank you for your remarks: Feilnes carry their mysteries, indeed. And, while, as a species we've made many missteps, one of our good choices was to bring them into our shelters.
Thank you.: And yes, especially with Bobbi (the muse, here). But cats, in general, do seem to forgive slight very quickly. Subsequently, as I look at my two snoozing cats now, I also realize that they don't lose a whole of sleep over life's ups and downs, either. Hm.
Having grown up in the haze: Having grown up in the haze of the 'hippie hallucinatory' reading this brings back kaleidoscopic memories, having been a bit young to participate was an almost silent witness to all the goings on. Succeeding generations would have thaie own psychedelia but nothing compares to the madness of the pioneers.
I want to thank the Poets: I want to thank the Poets William J Roney III and Teytonon for giving demonstration that socks are an appropriate subject for poetry.
Re: Your tight socks: Your toes hurt, your socks are tight
Sorry you're not feeling right
Hope this won't be a surprise
Socks, they come in different size
Your socks are tight, here's what to do
Buy XL, should be good for you
That's what I wanted to mention
Thanks so much for your attention
Thank you very much for that: Thank you very much for that comment. Akthugh I have not posted many Tanka sequences, I am always a little nervous that the interlinkage eliminates the stand-alone aspect. But your comment---coming from a Poet of your ever rising stature---eliminates the question on this sequence. And for that, I am most grateful.
And I thank you for understanding, as you always do, the effect that the poem is trying to create or present. And this is not just academic understanding; it is a nurturer and a sustainer, so that this series of poems can continue to thrive. And, for that, I do not have enough words of gratitude to offer you.
These three tanka could each: These three tanka could each stand alone, yet they fuse seamlessly together into a garden of physical, spiritual and earthly delights.
Nature is the thread that weaves sensuality and magnificence together. For instance, the cherry blossoms give a foretaste of a similar softness of the socks and their nuanced seduction; warm rain, a thin veil of moisture, awakens something primal in the observer in the second poem; the clouds and sun are vessels for the fully-blossomed love that drenches all creation in the third, forming a resplendent finale to the collection.
An alluring trio.
You set a sumptuous and: You set a sumptuous and intriguing stage. I would love to see where this goes! Something wonderful is certainly waiting to happen behind those "silken tapestry curtains" amid the "calm rhythmic clacking" in this mysterious place.
Great possibilities!