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Sep 13, 2009 ⭐ See this poem's read count — a supporter feature

FORSAKEN

A part of you am I not.
Must I enjoy the stench of life.
Have a slice of my maggot pie.

If not a reflection of direction
Then why keep me to life?
As you lord know my strife.

I asked that you help my mother.
You looked away and let her smother.
Thanks for the rainbow without color.

Tired of loving you
I my lord am not a stooge.
Perhaps just by chance a rouge

When my time to find
The gate white with trim
I will not walk in.

A smile I find in your truth
as me and my dog amused.
Enjoying the reason we are abused.

Steven A. Kacer

— sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk, Sep 13, 2009

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Seren

16 years 10 months ago

Dearest Steven, I think of

Dearest Steven, I think of all the writes I have read of yours, this is probably one of your best the only thing i can see out of place is the magget ? (maggot) miss spelling wonderful write ... bravo I cannot pick favourite lines I loved it all ... love and respect Jayne x x

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years 10 months ago

A twix to a mix

Jayne. If you hold the gray that I think you have kept for now many years. I say only this to your thought of my words. You my lady of poetic truth will find life at times absurd. Yet you will be called a fool and in that expression you will strive for simple truth. Thanks as few poets find time to say thanks and I pray that your day is better than mine. Steven A. Kacer

Seren

16 years 9 months ago

Dear Steven

I find life absurd often ... people have all different views of our world ... and at the end of it all I believe the only place of peace I will find on this earth is within my mind, often creating my own peace in words and music ... I have kept to the shadows for a long time only recently stepping out into light ... Nothing changed ... Love and huggest bugs Jayne x x

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years 9 months ago

Just you.

Jayne. I look to your mind and I find a soul so kind. I look to your past and see a place that you keep to yourself. Perhaps just a ploy to play in anothers mind yet I think not and love the half of you that is given. By chance I'm just to dream yet I think if you tilted your head and relaxed your mind you would be a picture to enjoy. I love you from a far and well good luck and Gods spead to whatever is of need in your life. See ya on the flip side my fine lady of life. Steven A. Kacer

themoonman

16 years 10 months ago

Steven...

this truly is a good write, written from that place where it only matters to get it out... the place we all try to pen from... thanks for sharing. dirrection... direction smuther... smother stuge... stooge ruge... rouge (and in that line I'd leave out "just") Richard

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years 10 months ago

Re.

Richard, I took the time place the spelling in order. Thanks friend. I would also say that I hate pictures of poets as the pictures are to play in my gray. Good luck with life your friend and brother. Steven A. Kacer

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years 10 months ago

Re

Richard. I find that you hold a keen mind to the correct way of spelling words. To the truth I write from the cuff from places most will never see. True I don't belong in a place of poets Yet I my friend am a poet and well I play in the life of words as they to me are ignorant at times and well just my gray at work. Steven A. Kacer

Rett

16 years 10 months ago

Steven, I agree with Richard

I enjoyed the piece and his suggestions will make it even better. well done sir. Respectfully, Rett: "When I was born I was so surprised I didn't talk for a year and a half." Gracie Allen

themoonman

16 years 10 months ago

Steven...

Your poem reads much smoother with corrected spellings... you forgot one, the one Jayne had mentioned... magget... maggot I don't understand your comment about pictures, but I do understand the gray, in the shadows gray is supreme. great poem penned from grayed halls, and I never mentioned how much I liked the title... it drew me in for the read. Richard

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years 8 months ago

Re a answer to a question not asked.

Man. Take a picture of your shoes. I ask do you or would you have a clue to the persons mind that had feet to walk in them. I my friend think a picture of a person is just a glimce to what they wish to show you. Thinking on my own of words spoken tell me a lot more about the soul than the picture most hide behind. I hope that offers a clue to why I don't like pictures of poets. If you wish ask me as I would be happy to tell you what I think your picture says and what I think your poetry tells me. Steven A. Kacer

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years 10 months ago

Re

Richard. From your words placed. I take it that you are well rounded and ready for the day. I my friend of words am just me a man named Steven A. Steven A. Kacer

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