Small, detailed grammar isn't important to me. You read it the same. Who cares.

I miss you Brandon, and I love you. I think you will be good at what ever You decide you'd like to be good at. I'd wish you a merry christmas, and say some stupid shit about life and love, and how things work, but I think you and I know better than that, and I also think we know eachother's minds, I am fine, the kids are great. you are an Uncle again to a beautiful Boy his name is Cyrus, maybe magic Like you and I, or maybe not. We'll see, I wrote a book, it was published. I finaly got a commercial, so a bit of money. I pray you are well, but I know you would tell me if you weren't. Sorry about mom, And I, but I've decided that she hurts my mind to much to be around, and because I'm A man, I can do that, she is a tsunami her aftermath disgusts even men of god. but you are a prince, and I am your brother Older, I might add, Our love is from the stars. We must always keep counsel.

Good guess.

I like the Taoist idea of becoming like water in a brook that flows conformingly around the rocks in its path, sculpting them slowly, almost imperceptively over a long time.

FOR DOVINA: I'm sorry , I didn't mean to void your response to my poem...... I just got mixed up and marked the wrong response. But regarding your question, I think that the poem reflects the idea that I am in the process of becoming a Buddhuist-oriented Christian Humanist who would like to be in a Zen state of perpetual "letting be." Love, Doug

I was referring to " (Surely FINGERING wouldn't be too decent lol). "

I do it so much, i can't control myself and people stare at me for a while.

Yeah, i've read lots and lots of poems but not too many sestinas. While writing this all I did refer to was Elizabeth Bishop's Sestina. And the rules stated that it's better if the 6 words could be used in different forms but it's not complusory.

Obviously, you haven't read much of the others poetry, then.