|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 02/17/05 at 04:21 PM|
Chris, you've really got something good going on with this poem. I can't even pick out a favorite line or two. It all blends together just as it should with its vivid display of honesty and purity.
|Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 02/17/05 at 11:29 PM|
"damaged goods" aren't we all... on a long enough timeline, that is *smile*... making me think and use my mind... as a good poet should do... blessings...
|Posted by Christina Bruno on 02/18/05 at 12:58 AM|
everyone ages...but yours poetry (especially yours cuz you're great!) can live forever...and stay the same ;)
|Posted by Ulyss Rubey on 02/18/05 at 09:34 PM|
Ouch! that final line nailed it.
|Posted by Charles E Minshall on 02/19/05 at 04:22 AM|
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/20/05 at 01:46 AM|
Expression of deep antipathy full of timidity and fear. "How quickly we look away".
|Posted by Paganini Jones on 02/20/05 at 10:54 PM|
The last 4 lines are a poem in their own right -very senyru-like
|Posted by Maureen Glaude on 02/24/05 at 11:32 PM|
I just found this one I'd missed. Haunting for sure. A feeling well known to me and many I'm sure. Beautiful and real.