| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Aaron Blair on 03/12/09 at 11:55 AM Yes, but I like it. When I remember who/what/where I am, I always feel vaguely disappointed. |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 03/12/09 at 12:28 PM i often wake up wondering what i am supposed to be doing. i never forget who i am...way too much baggage to ever forget that ;P. fun question though. thanks for sharing. |
| Posted by Razel Davies on 03/12/09 at 04:44 PM I've had a couple of "mornings" like that after a lot of the old 420. lol
To me, it's both fun and scary at the same time. but to have it happen often, i hope it is always intriguing for you. |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 03/12/09 at 04:44 PM And when it does, I just ask myself why God, why and wait for and answer....and it usually arrives in poetry...someone else's but poetry none the less. Nice work and interesting pondering. smh |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 03/12/09 at 05:42 PM I never know what day it is. And I like it like that. Very clever Joan. |
