This is probably the best of what you wrote so far (10)

I know that place, lol (9)

i love monkey love!!!! but i am screwed down too tight for this poem.

My skepticism about a poem usually revolves around what I perceive as an over-indulgence. Whether it's the use of too many inconsiderable words, or, as in this case, the over-abundant use of words which reek of a literary hauteur. My tastes run towards simplicity, an elementary, universal appraisal. So for me, the exclusion of working class sensibilities, is strictly inoppurtune.

I called the number. They said you got married and left the country. I cried for two days. Not because of the being kicked out or even the fact that you got married and I told you I would come back from Enid just after the first snow in Oklahoma. You promised me things. I promised myself things. And now what are we left with. H8 as our love child. Three day old leftovers from the Boston Market. Memories of Amsterdam in the springtime. I feel cold and dirty and just a little bit lost. But mostly cold.

You may be a good poet (as evidenced by this fine dandy), and maybe I would like to see you naked while you read it, but I still hate you.

Are you Crystal Lane Swift in disguise?

much tighter! much nicer. more painterly, but concisely so. i especially liked this: --but her fieldstone wings spread --yet like wide skirts on gowns --a hundred years gone.

awesome

'To river, bound in winter's keeping, one thousand crows, stark, shadow the snow, leaf bereft trees in their landing, while river stands white, locked in stillness below.' Now you're dancing. I'm sorry I did not see this pretty girl before. Might it work slightly better as; "Trees bereft of leaves landing In rivers white, standing Locked in stillness below"

http://poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=67893 My son Bachus is in agreement.

Sounds like a table full of chubby cheeked Hawaiians jonesing for diet poi.

To do what?

My thoughts are more like drop and splash. I cracked up when i saw it because for a moment i thought it would be your life story.

blue collar beaten. 1st half was real ass kicker. please help me with syllable's h ! and read my haiku just posted. i have the ideas but understand women more than syllables.

i like

pretty good :)

Don't be garish. I'm better than you. I'm sliced bread.

what gave you the idea for this--->i love it

cute circularity, fascinating like the telletubies