Ahhh summer lilacs and a mint julep. Ill wayt for another like this one. The Third Isis

Good this, very tight, very snappy. Given a sharp voice almost irreverent.

Commi, gotta love the left. aye.

gets the message accross

what memories this brought to mind.. atoast to you hot. The Third Isis

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum..who cooked the parrot? The Third Isis

You both would be happy on hanalei kauai..Full moon warm breeze; tear the wall down have a mai tai on me, The Third Isis

all we can do is pray..and strenghten our own soul. Good job The third Isis

Not sure how you will get home following the stars. But anyway quite a good poem, the first two lines are a bit naff, but the half-rhyme of stars and home time sets the rhythm well. repetition of dreams and father could do with getting rid. Like the mention of immigrant boys/fathers shoes as it gives the poem a definite place

Like the logic of this, the play on words, the two different follows

The rhythm flung me all over the place, but here's an 8 anyway.

creative, very vivid, the ubiquitous 'crashed planes' but also some nice new figures like 'calderas four fingers'

like this, the first half is bordering on confessional, the second half has a definite voice like that of a dominatrix.

all dogma and unargued but I quite like this. Makes you think, has a good pace, better variety of language than usual

not rich with insight, but I would agree with the sentiment. I think you communicate the light on dark of it ok, but I always thought the moon would be a she

Good this, Like the '/s' and the brackets, a worthwhile experiment with language.

Nice to see a continuation of the church theme you write so enigmatically about.

Almost romantic yet always beautiful. Smooth as the scarf I'm wearing.

as a note, this is part of a "poem a day for 100 days" challenge. so if it's particularly lacking, that could be why. I'm posting the (probably 1/10 as things draw on) few that I think might have a chance at redemption.

Hard-hitting.