| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/12/07 at 07:49 PM My interpretation is an aptly worded reminder Laura of how we're all reaching for infinity. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/13/07 at 12:05 PM well...
I think this has
tongue-in-cheek
written all over it.
( but, enough of where my mind wanders... ) ^_^ |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/13/07 at 11:06 PM Hmmmm, yes, Jill, I do see the cheek bulging with tongue myself!!! Well done - love the strong rhyming of this - clever, fast paced, with an underlying pointing finger that most move too fast to even notice. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/13/07 at 11:08 PM perhaps I should say "move too fast past to even notice"... ;) |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 04/14/07 at 11:58 AM mm. too true. i would say it's very timely were it not a message that's been in need of being heard for decades. very nicely done. |
| Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 04/14/07 at 05:57 PM those last 4 lines especially, but the whole poem is right on. |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 04/18/07 at 02:03 AM I love a poem with good rhythm; this one is beautiful and thought-provoking as well. |
| Posted by Rowan Luis on 04/18/07 at 06:10 PM wow, this had me racing through it. i confess, you made me cry. my favourite line is "when the land has stopped beating." Love the imagary. |
| Posted by Jolie Jordan on 04/27/07 at 04:57 PM I don't know too much, but I know that I like this quite a bit. great job. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/24/07 at 11:03 AM it frightens me to think what I would receive if I cashed in my karma. probably something you would find at a pink elephant sale, stashed in the corner somewhere. and yet it would not depress but delight me to find that karma has not thought to bring me pink elephants but has delivered unto me this poem fine as the line neath the trapeze artisan for which to facilitate a crossing. |
| Posted by Charles M Harrison on 06/04/07 at 10:59 PM Enough is never enough of a well written poem. I just love the rhyme and flow. |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 05/26/09 at 08:24 PM This is just enough to make me log in to comment on the brillance of your lines...hidden in your irony, tongue and cheek bravado is so much truth... excellent. smh |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 05/29/09 at 06:08 PM Today reading this, I see/feel/find in your poem a deeper description of this sad sad plummet into greed/bloat/gloat that (certain) culture has sickened itself into. Perhaps there's a reason I want my eyes opened widely today. I know there's a reason I look for people who write with an ability to therefore open. |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 05/31/09 at 04:17 AM America the beautiful, the bountiful, in all its wasted splendor. The last stanza says it all!! |
| Posted by Ulyss Rubey on 06/25/10 at 09:37 PM Yes Tony...what you said. |
