I feel like I can relate to this one, I like it a lot.

Oh, if only I could express how great this truly is. *11*

#1. http://poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=124271 #2. http://poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=136882 #3. http://poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=136963 To pre-answer the burning question, i.e., Why, other than for her usual inanity, does Dovina continue this dimtard (a passé word) series?: 1. Teaching myself how to be alone. 2. For the insult it delivers to the myriad tastefully correct exposés, with their race-is-nonexistent glitz, that clutter the internet. 3. To use the dross along Passé Road, whatever Popular Prudence drops, to make trinkets for sale on the sixties market.

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"I must Blake you."

It's a wonderful life ain't it?

Interesting as a story, but the repetition of words to be creepy comes off making it sound like it should be read to scare children on halloween.

Wow--some lovely details and language. I'd pare down some of the "heres"--in the second stanza; maybe some of the "shalls" --i.e., consider cutting some of the extraneous words, so that the simplicity and power of the images comes through even stronger. Really like this.

I keep thinking that she might be one of the many souls floating around in this blue-gray purgatory of poetry and chooses not to let us know she's here. This is my message to her: Sure he's exceptionally smart and inciteful but like me he's a man and will eventually shoot himself in the foot. Please Mrs. Z, if you can, make as many of his decisions for him as possible.

a fantastic collection of images....

Amanda, I hate being the referee who calls an unpopular foul, but that’s how I feel. You have posted a poem, written in a time of sorrow, that you say you do not intend to edit and which you admit needs editing. I take the poem as heartfelt sentiment for a wonderful grandmother, and for that it is a good poem. But I think the “foul” comes when you post it on a site for voting and commenting, because there is little a commenter can say without sounding unsympathetic, and to vote low is show lack of sympathy for your feelings or lack of appreciation for your grandmother. Hope you understand.

I think I will drop my next poem which also deals or doesn't deal with racism here before I drop it "over there".

I don't know why, but I like this.P-e-rish *7*

Hah, this is pretty damn good, and I don't care at all about what you have to say. *9*

Didn't like how it ended much, but great, nonetheless. *9*

Oy! Not for me...*6*

This could have been much better, still, *7*

Dont know the history of the drafts but dont care its one of those poems which moves me. That rarely happens.

Stanza on eand three very solid. The end borders jerry springer final thought though.

Last 5 lines are beautiful and the repetition of "drown yourself" is very effective. Reminds me of Jonathan Morley a poet from Warwick University in England who does a lot of open Mic and who's work is kickin some anorak ass in cov.