on One True Instant by Dovina
7 Oct 2004, 4:15 AM
you got me on this one
on Black Woman by jroday
6 Oct 2004, 11:02 AM
Dovina this poem is about one woman not a race and how she feels about herself and how faith gave her the courage to face the uncertainties of the future
on Black Woman by jroday
7 Oct 2004, 4:10 AM
I did'nt mean to delete your comments I really did'nt
you can call me an ass hole on this one I'm not a woman
I'm a man and again i apologize to both of you DARK A.
and DOVINA
you can call me an ass hole on this one I'm not a woman
I'm a man and again i apologize to both of you DARK A.
and DOVINA
on The Mortician: Scourge of the pen. by SupremeDreamer
10 Oct 2004, 7:04 AM
I ENJOYED READING THIS VERY MUCH -10-
on A Better God by Dovina
23 Oct 2004, 8:26 AM
I love your poems. keep up the good work, and remember
Whatever is in anyway beautiful has its source of beauity in itself. and complete in itself; praise forms
no parts of it. so it is none the worse nor the better for being praised. when you create this planet let me
know.
Whatever is in anyway beautiful has its source of beauity in itself. and complete in itself; praise forms
no parts of it. so it is none the worse nor the better for being praised. when you create this planet let me
know.
on some deleted poem
3 Nov 2004, 3:06 AM
If there is no struggle, there is no progress. WE are
all the same.it is only our knowledge and wisdom that
separate us.
all the same.it is only our knowledge and wisdom that
separate us.
on some deleted poem
11 Nov 2004, 1:04 AM
ED this is a really good and touching poem. I was totally wrong about you. -9-
on An Afternoon Walk by Dovina
9 Nov 2004, 5:04 PM
Dovina! others may deprive you of your material wealth
and cheat you in a thousand ways, but no man can deprive you of the control and use of your imagination.
That's why I say nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere Ignorance and consciencious stupidity.I am sure that I'm going to get some kind of
smart comment from someone, but understand! What people
think of me isn't any of my business.And I would like for you to remember that my friend.
and cheat you in a thousand ways, but no man can deprive you of the control and use of your imagination.
That's why I say nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere Ignorance and consciencious stupidity.I am sure that I'm going to get some kind of
smart comment from someone, but understand! What people
think of me isn't any of my business.And I would like for you to remember that my friend.
on Magnetic Time by Dovina
21 Dec 2004, 2:02 PM
Dovina I posted the poem he worte for you. this poem is wonderful that you wrote for him. the only thing is that he had a seizure today, and went into a coma. I will e-mail you. Felicia
on The Slave by Bhaskaryya
22 Dec 2004, 11:29 AM
I agree with Dovina. good poem work on it a little more
on Disable by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
22 Dec 2004, 11:58 AM
To your comment on my brother poem is about our mother It wasn't meant to be taken that way. It was about our mother trying to raise six kids before she died.
My father is handicapped he has complex Partial Seizures. He just had his second brain surgery in nov.
he was doing fine until the other day,he had another seizure, and now he's in a coma. so I know how you feel, because I told him not to post that shit people
might take it the wrong way. By the way my father is jroday he talk about you and dovina alot he was ya'll
number fan on this site. I will be posting his poems
Felicia
My father is handicapped he has complex Partial Seizures. He just had his second brain surgery in nov.
he was doing fine until the other day,he had another seizure, and now he's in a coma. so I know how you feel, because I told him not to post that shit people
might take it the wrong way. By the way my father is jroday he talk about you and dovina alot he was ya'll
number fan on this site. I will be posting his poems
Felicia
on blacksoul/disable/reply by jroday
24 Dec 2004, 4:43 AM
Sorry Dovina about deleteing your comment. I've got to get use to that red x damn. But it's me Felicia.
iam here; and i shall exist till the end of time, for my being has no end.