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Emily Mae (Villanelle) by horus8

What else can a young mother say? I wake up at night hearing you... And I love and miss you Emily Mae. "Minutes turn hours & the hours to days" As no one, but you, can take my hand What else can a young mother say? When we put you to ground, the display alone sent me into this no man's land I love and miss you dear Emily Mae. "I buried my heart with, to keep you at play" in that field where the grey stones stand, What else can a young mother say. To those that we had, but went away? I want you to know, "I'm glad you weren't planned." And I love and I miss you Emily Mae. One day soon, with you too, I will stay by your grave as a mother, and friend. What else can a young mother say... But I love and miss you my Emily Mae.

horus8 4-Feb-04/2:48 PM
So you're saying this poem will be judged 'on content' and not structure or quality? You are by far and away well beyond name calling lady, you are a world class stink cunt, seriously, do you know how fucking stupid you sound saying that? You are talking TO HORUS8 (the prince of flairlessnes and tasteless writing, but I do still write the occasional 'real' poem as do others like dark angel and poets that use writing to stretch in all directions), not some fucking twenty year old lesbian at a wake? You think I care about what you think about my work? I just sold my first book to a major publishing house Lenore, I don't need your or anyone elses approval or praise, got that, My point is your original comment was so far from having anything to do with the poem at all I can't help but think you didn't even read it? For one, I'm not in the poem either is my loneliness? In fact you said nothing about the poenm at all, only some other shit about all of the pimple poems on poemranker, I don't write pimple poems Lenore, I think your barking up the wrong tree, and you should pull your foot out of your mouth and apologize, not to me, but to honest convicted poetry with sound structure and selfless real life events. That's where your apology lies, there and in your own heart, you are a perfect example of a bitter lonely bitch that's read too much Raven Silverwolf or whatever other stupid mediocre new age bullshit you and your book club is buying into out there on Walden's pond




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