| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 12/11/05 at 10:30 PM Why do I find humour in the picture of ancient moss fighting back? Go Girl. Go. |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 12/14/05 at 08:58 PM Everything we feel is of the great collective The Human that is outside of time and spiraling through are minds. Thus we spit on ourselves. Great read. |
| Posted by Cassandra Leigh on 06/05/06 at 09:56 PM you really love the word "tromp"... don't we all?
i love your poetry. it's inspiring. |
| Posted by JD Clay on 06/07/06 at 02:36 AM Oh, brother this spells big-time trouble. If I wasn't adopted I wouldn't know how to interpret this. I'll see you on the buss to downtown Karma.
pe4ce...
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| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 09/17/07 at 06:28 PM I had to look for a poem that I hadn't read. This one's perfect! Sometimes others can be so unaware. Phooey, they'll get theirs. ;-)
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/11/09 at 11:35 AM your poetry is a stair, in which one does not fatigue oneself in climbing, but there are springs
in every step, and the doozy on the top, catapults you to a cloud. |
