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Goodbye (Free verse) by Dovina Tie the strings of that life
pay off the debts
make the apologies
compose a will
and a prayer
For I am leaving
to a far away life
untied to debt
and nothing to will
but my own little prayer
Too many stimuli
too many prudes
too few martinis
and too many lies
No more conforming
no following rules
just giving and taking
and playing with fools
Say Iâm deluded
I think itâs quite cool
vastly misled?
Where did you go to school?
From now on no moral
no standard, no home
just today and tomorrow
to ponder and roam
Iâll never go back
Iâm the way I came in
and when I go out
let it be in my sin
Up the ladder:
Le Sommeil- Slumber
Down the ladder:
Skull Soup v.2
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 7.6666665
Posted: February 9, 2005 8:09 AM PST; Last modified: February 9, 2005 8:09 AM PSTWeighted score: 6.3333335 Overall Rank: 850 Comments:
So, is this about something else, or are you leaving again? Nice poem, btw.
I'm not physically going anywhere, nor will I probably go anywhere in lifestyle. Sometimes it's good to just put a foot in and see how the water feels.
Dovina the poem is very nice, and as for as al-naafiysh you know
who she is. I wrote the poem Can't Fight No More.
Oh, it dawns on me. Thanks.
Are you leaving California or poemranker?
If you are (leaving poemranker), I'd like you to consider not.
Instead, you might try changing your idea that several poemranker users personally hate you (the thought never crossed my mind, for one,) and instead focusing on the things we've been pointing out from the beginning: namely, that your poetry often contains huge logical gaps, has practically no poetic elements, and takes a didactic tone that several users I know, including myself, find more than a little abrasive and arrogant. This IS a poetry comment and criticism site, you know.
Neither.
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Like my father?
Your friend the math teacher.