Punctuation as with all: Punctuation as with all things has its use and place. And in the tightrope of sorts that the use of language is, the balance between overuse and underuse is a point difficult to strike along the lines of articulation. Many thanks dear Pungus. Your encouraging words are most heartily received.
When the poetic process: When the poetic process includes the meditation as well as the pouring out there is I feel an opportunity for wisdom to issue forth by a form of sublimation. Time surely can be menacing and also a tool in our journey. Thanks kindly for your goodly thought and much welcome visit.
Thank you, yes I should have,: Thank you, yes I should have, but as his gorgeous model girlfriend was nearby and she's a lovely person, been so good for him and revamped his career that I would never stand any chance. But if he should ever need a caring friend that loves him....... :-)
Another heartfelt gem for D,: Another heartfelt gem for D, you should have whisked him away when you had the chance. This is very nice, and so easy to feel.
I really like this poem (I am: I really like this poem (I am unfamiliar with your Poetry overall), and I applaud its metaphysical tone. The second stanza is exceptionally wise as a description not only of the metaphysical experience that the poem presents, but of a lot of ordinary and earthbound relationships (some of mine, from my youth, included). From time to time, the rhymes seem to stumble a bit, especially in the final stanza where they should be the most rigorously precise in order to deliver a parting emphasis as the poem concludes; but other than that, this is a most distinguished poem.
Thank you. I continue to: Thank you. I continue to regret my own worst hypocrisy, which was to relinquish the opportunity to love and be loved in early 1978. That relinquishment was accomplisbed by the insidious words of people very much like the (fictional) character I have attempted to portray in this poem.
Delicious read, how the red: Delicious read, how the red emboldens me. Hate hath so many different degrees, primarily I mean in correlation to the various principles transmitted via networks of social contagion in order to drive the nightmares of one another's pridefully perceived cultural swerves, yet prevalant and parellel in this all-redy-hell you see. Hypocrisy might be the term best fit for you yourself to grasp and humble by when all our monuments (once-upon-a-time) finally crumble.
I was thinking about this: I was thinking about this while watching a documentary on Studio 54. It closed in 1980. I was 14 so I obviously never went there. Then I was thinking about That 70s show. I graduated in 1984. I clearly missed high school in the 70s and Studio 54 and yet I sometimes have a sense of nostalgia. Oh, how we like to lie to ourselves about life.
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