I Am Not

quit doing that! You know, THAT! Quit saying "just messing around," because then I realize how inadequate a poet I am, lol! How you've written is actually precisely how I've felt for the last week. (or anytime I'm in a nice depression) Mark W. Galatians 5:22-23 "22 But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness, and self-control. Against these, there is no law!" My favorite verse(s) in the Bible

Your messing around created a great poem. Very poetic. Filth in the eye of Gomorrah had me wondering how the poem would end. Just messing around it ended up being a very good mess *LOL* ~~~~~~~~~ Be whoever you are At all times, and Remember that Because of this, people will Always Respect, and Admire you ©2008Leonard Respectfully Yours, Barbara

Wish I could mess around that well. Yesterday was close to this. I spent the day pacing sitting down/up/down/up and all day I felt like I was being held together with tape and might fly apart any minute, but I feel much better now. Respectfully, Rett: "Next time you think you're perfect, walk on water."

this is an excellent piece to be just messing around... loved your wordings.... Richard

Now, there's the impossible question! It's always easier to define what we're not. I loved this poem, with its combination of the serious and the preposterous. These lines: brilliant! and the source of so many problems. "My own narrative, or anyone else’s." Definitions, definitions . . . the philosopher's curse and folly.

Welllllllllllllllllll. when i'm messing around, i dip my quill in different colours of ink. lol. Bravo to the poem! (Ain't it great that we're not alone...no matter how we think we are.) ~Anna

Yes very rich, I loved the coffin with teeth and the narcoleptic with silver for eyes and many other remarks in this collage of kicks at the reality of your feelings, oh so enjoyable to feel and picture in he minds eye and maybe evne see as a semi surrealist painting, they, the S would have loved it don't you thin? You said something to me to one of my poems, was I inspired by Wallace Stevens, I am ignorant of him, I must have a look somewhere, if its a particular line please fill me in! Thank you for reading my poem too. Yours Ann of Norway. To GB, not GB but GB, not the place that I was born, although you may be great you cannot be Britain!

I could not be a critic to such a poem. "I am not an HD TV" A verse that sticks it to those who actually are. In ink, Dabbler

planted?...who knows what we were truly ment for...for a blue reflection this rings with a little peace in its bones... i feel a kinship to this piece...perhaps its the beautiful mess part...perhaps not...wonderful write Quill... <3 Emarie @~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@ 'My prayer is a rapture in blue' - The Ink Spots 'My Prayer' 1939