1:ok im truly sorry that you havent felt this way about anyone 2:all of those things mentioned are possessions if there is love you really shouldnt need anything else 3:true love is real all you have to do is find it!! 4:if the life i live is truly happy, not saying perfect, then how will it be boring???

Thank you Nuit.

Fair comment. I ammended the last verse as I felt it may cause unintentional offence, hence(edit) Thanx for the imput.

Surely you have seen enjoyment in a cow’s face while eating; I mean while the cow was eating. So the anthropomorphosis problem is not in the pleasure of eating, but in relating the pleasure to ancestors who made eating possible. If I were to fancy that kind of thinking in a gazelle or lion, for example, how is that more plausible than a nose-ringed bull? Anyway, the analogy to human thinking is what I’m aiming for, as you know—the way I sometimes feel grateful for the courting and sex that make this hamburger enjoyable. Maybe I’ll go at it from another angle.

We'd love to have our best work come out everytime we put pen to paper, but that is unfortunately not so. I maintain some delusions or pretensions of being published during my lifetime, so I hold back on posting anything until I have some measure of objectivity. Book and magazine publishers want rights of first publication if they are going to pay for a piece. Those rights aren't available if you've published the material in any manner, including self-publishing or posting on the Internet. Some people are prolific or polished enough that they could spew forth professional verse on a continuous basis. I'm not like that. I rely heavily on a system of constant revision to get the layers of flavor that I want into a poem. Like an accomplished chef, I might invite the opinions of others when working on an appetizer or a soup, but a new desert or entree will not see the light of day until it meets my demanding specifications. My B material is "vestigial, workable." When it comes to my A material, I'm rather intransigent.

I don't know D, I'm having trouble with the whole cow thing with the visibly enjoying the grazing to the running and mating. Now that you've gone through the trouble of showing me his enjoyment I can't seem to anthropromorphize him to a plausible degree. I love cows, I think they are cool and have a personality - but - I don't know. Another animal maybe? Incidently I found out today why they put rings on cow's noses. The other reason.

Shut up Blue Magpie, do relish techinical detail if so you miss the point of poetry. Imagine your take on the work of Wordsworth: "I wandered lonely as a cloud" Actually, clouds can't be lonely as they are formed of water vapour and don't have feelings, and often clouds appear in groups known as "fronts" so even if they did have feelings, which they don't, then they would not actually be lonely. you birk.

i made it all up

Thank you, that means alot to me.