“All men are bastards”

I so much like the edginess of this poem: edgy and gracious at the same time. You are addressing, more openly and more kindly than is customary, the thing that men hate to be hated for. To avoid painting masculinity in all one hue while acknowledging the existence of the dark hue is a very powerful thing. This has an angelic quality, for women are witness and victim to men's worst degedations of self and others. And in this sophisticated poem you have fully captured the attractiveness, the abhorent and the pitifulness of male paradoxes: To ride on the back of that predator And be one with them Even once Is enough Brian

An excellent poem, full of meaningful truths. Yes, we are diamonds in the rough --please forgive my modesty--, and we need higher teaching to become what we should be. I believe the natural man, growing on the rough could even become everybody's enemy. We have many examples in history. Thank you for this poem, I really appreciate your taking our side. Regards, Lv&Hgs, Hugo

What did you mean by, 'but when they do'. Is this to say men do, on occassion ignore their primal instinct, or does it mean, they do entangle body and mind? It almost works both ways which really makes for a superb twist...to be taken both ways offers a bit of leniency for men. One way or the other, I must admit, I feel a bit more empowered having read this. I think I can get used to the predator reference...lol PINT :)

To say that all men are bastards is like saying all women can't drive. I agree with you, not all men are rotten. I have living proof of that. My third husband is my best friend. He is gentle and kind with a killer sense of humor. My favorite lines of this poem are: Unable to disentangle body from mind Mind from soul But when they do They soar To ride on the back of that predator And be one with them Even once Is enough “No not all men are bastards” I whispered to the wind. I believe this poem shows your fair mindedness. Always, Cat

Poetry should be the new religion; the purity of words, the exaltation of truth & beauty while speaking unimpeachable truth. Thank you. ~A

I liked your poem very much, as I truly believe that all men are capable of many facets of their own being. We are all the natural predator as well as the lamb, wondrous nasty creatures we are, both men and women... great poem and you have had some wonderful responses to it! enjoyed the read Liz... Richard

Nope not all men are bastards ... I have an angel lol hes a darlin man ... beautifully poignant poem hun its all been said before me and with eloquence well done !! your writing brillantly lately :) wooot you go :P love and higgest bugs Jayne x x x

he he he was hoping my vote would knock me out of spotlight ... congrates on a well deserved spotlight wonderful poem liz love and hugs Jayne x x

And cringed. Yes they are bastards, except when... and we can be bitches, except when... there is a whole other poem there. viva la difference! kind regards, Jean, meow, bite, purr, yowl and perfect body language express all

what a wonderful read, I very much enjoyed this. And yes, not all men are bastards, lol. Well done. Love from Lyz. XX

I am not sure to applaud :) do you mean all but one... or all have the capacity to soar. The ? is rhetorical. I would simply strive to be one who soars. many blessings ken

What a provocative title Liz:- I even found myself chuckling a little for some reason, no one has to agree or disagree, I could never give men that title, but then I have been lucky with my loves and not met any who were the slightest bit aggressive in any way. I've heard of them of course, and those I agree are fearful. But Brian put it well I feel and they seem to admit it. I love men as men and as meow says vive la diffèrence!!! I wouldn't have them any other way. They need us as you so graphically stated and women like to feel needed don't we? Love to all men, and all women from Ann toving.

bastards and bitches love passion any one of us humans can play at being either it is only when we stop playing and become the true beast that the danger is no longer fun I perfer the peace of mind and the taking of time to the blasting of passion/s and perfer the surendering of it and the giving and receiving of said passion/s but I still like to play the part as I like blasting make up sex but only when it is pretend and not factual for hurt so out last passion/s I've been a bastard only when I was silent I didn't know how hurtful silence was or is to women and i often still forget this silence can be deadly but we men our trained to be so from birth Donnie/Sinbad

We only show them when, we want you to pull them out, hope this helps some Donnie/ Sinbad

It is a common theme wether we like it or not. I agree it is time for a change, but how to do it? I think our schools need to be restructured they need to start teaching life and finacals we should go back to training people to do things and teach them how to create again art "the arts" for one It does and can bring wealth or genarates income. Some of what kids don't get the life lessons, they need and barely get and or not even taught how to be healthy, what they need to thrive in the market places of today, where is that history lesson? And realation ships why aren't we creating and teaching them. Bring back the systems of old, aprenticeships, job training,field training, Farming hell look at all the countries that need farm education plenty of oppertunities here and around the world why aren't we planting and harvesting aboundtly? There systems are perpously being controlled by this and other countries. Why aren't they training and diciplining them to provide for theirselves. Why are we are confusing our children with junk they can't use why aren't we teaching them to be better and to dream, their dreams instead of boxing them in, we should be pulling them out. 13 years of education and what are they getting a high school diploma whippe. Then what seven or eight more to do what? Barely make it, compete with those who didn't get the higher eduction. We need a system that keeps everyone busy. But this one teaches them little, hence all the greed and indiferance, broken homes, and vielence where is the teaching on how to be married and sex, true sex education, edicate, socoial skills, politeness, are nolonger enforced and morals are unheard in most public schools. For thats the parents job! What parents, the ones working two and three jobs, the single mom or dad, no one is teaching them how to be parents, there are reason we are kept ignorant of these things, but what are they, why are they? Donnie/Sinbad Communication skills well you get them as you go don't you? Well maybe where are they taught? Boy I got to stop drinking coffee whew!

"rod led being" I like that line seeing that you are an artist and sensitive and open minded I value greatly this poem of yours I was a part time bastard I know many full time strange thing is lately im trying to become a calmer version of my former rather ego driven self perhaps its just admitting im not young anymore that age is here and that i should decline to go about howling well I still do this I did and do have women who have my back I never did form up with males just the loner was what I took up and I found the women were the patient teachers all i have today is from women for the most part and Im still "rod driven" although age is changing this makes me think of locomotives and those wild wolves that are getting bigger and more bold around here my view on Bastardism anyway thank you Esker!