There once was an AIDS-tainted chimp Who worked in the slums as a pimp. He acquired the virus By feeling desirous About an old man with a limp.

You start off on the wrong foot by saying attatchment is all it can be, is there no room for growth? Still, I like it. Also, I imagine all of you IS everything to the right one.

Mmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmm

So much emotion packed into such a small poem.

An absolutely wonderful poem! I think the rhymes are great. And the part about Doug....... really cool! But I didn't understand "the pee part." Did that part refer to the fact that one who is not finely attuned to democracy really is pee? And, Horus, do you really have a beard? Tell me the truth, Horus, do you? And just a little reminder here....... Aids is not fun! Love, Doug P.S. Keep up the good work you're doing.......... your fan, Doug

All I can say is Wow! Especially the second verse I can so relate in my own way. A perfect 10 for being real.

This is an excellent poem!!! There is also a lot of emotion in this poem as well....I loved the last line..." I'll send you to your grave with the curse of my silver thorn"....great job!

This poem is great...I am always "soul searching"...well written I think....

An abominable snow yam

I feel the same way about so many people, but I find it's the little things I can do which seem to make the most difference. This poem strikes chords in my heart. It's not the best I've read here, but it has a special meaning for me. Thank You.

Going thru' the graveyard in Stole Kansas?

FANTASTIC, I just tried my first acrostic the other day, check it out. Loved this.

Something about the snow and blue salt? Repititions from the previous one of yours I read. I liked it better.No particular reason, just seemed to flow better in my head.

Did she win?, Or saving herself for another day?

Try to rework it, I like the content well enough, but it sounds broken when I read it.

Lovely. I don't know why the first comment(ator?)(is that the word?) thought it was too sentimental. No no no. It's not syrupy, it's romantic, and there is a different. Of course, one must be careful with teh romantic, because the line between it and sickly sweet is thin. But it does exist. Fine hidden message. Fine, simple, genuine. I don't love the acrostic format, my acrostic poem 'Late, December', posted earlier today, was a class assignment. But I hadn't been writing in awhile, and it was a good catalyst in its ridgidity. Most poems with clever, hidden messages make me cringe. This one didn't, and that's great. My only suggestions: you use pale twice in the first stanza. Perhaps there's another synonym that would expel needless repetition. Also, last two lines are great but "since you've come into my world" possibly borders on cliche. It's the only thing. I like the idea, but perhaps you can give it more specific phrasing, like "since you walked through my door" or something. Saying the same, but in more exact imagistic language. In any case, 9/10. Oh, and sorry this is so long.

ya its kinda violent but.........i was real pissed off when i wrote it so what can i say?

An absolute turd!

Thoughtless shit laid on a bed of stank ass.

Thanks for the vote of confidence, I only have fleeting moments of self hatred. Maybe its hormones maybe to much whisky sometimes. I find that writing about it helps to relieve the stress and I usualy feel much better. Kinda like lancing the wound to let the poison spill out so that it heals faster.