I do however concur on the lackluster of your skin and the fact that you are exploding-spunk.

No Doug, I can't do that. Might I offer you a stab at the number of jelly-beans in my Bow'l?

very kind, thank you

I’m happy to hear that we can cut the crap and get on with poetry. Yes, I’d like to hear what you think of Quiet, Kind Hills, and anything I post. Your comments can be very useful.

Last year my son was placed on the district allstar soccer team. His coach was such a tough son-of-a-bitch most of the parents and kids complained, some even dropped from the team. This coach hurt my son's feelings, he even made my son cry, but he taught my son more, about playing soccer and being responsible and always doing the absolute best you can and not settling for less, than any other person on the face of this earth. My son loves him now, and is more responsible, more thoughtful, and better at everything he does. When ai staarted on this site it was cut-throat. there was not only the usual insults but also a group of honest poets who would rip you a new asshole in a second if you posted crap. I love and miss those people. I need to grow, I take my writing very seriously. I take all poetry very seriously. If you post crap I'll say so. I'm not a hostile person, I would define myself on this site as fed-up and unrelenting. I love praising people and I do when it's appropriate. I wish that comment on your Hills poem hadn't been lost, you probalby would have a better picture of me now, who knows.

I felt a certain hostility from you before I ever felt one towards you. It's extremely difficult, to say the least, to guess at the motives or intentions of a human being by reading some typed out words. Here is a brief history of our relationship so far from my POV, naturally. I read your poem Riddle of Creation and I didn't like it, most especially because of title. I read your poem Quiet Hills(sorry, I know the titles wrong) and liked it. At that particular time I had just finished Clear Night Rising, which has quit a bit in common with your Hills poem, and which by coincidence, was originally titled 'June Hills' I changed the title as I was submitting it because I didn't like the way it looked. I thought it was cool that your poem had a similar title and a similar theme as my poem. After reading your two poems I was rummaged around the site, as I tend to do before I feel 'in the groove' enough to comment on anything. I ran into McFan's comment on the comments page, and it pissed me off, because it, in my oppinion it was completely inappropriate to the poem, and just one more example of poemranker stupidity. After I posted my reply to McFan's comment, you posted a reply to me which I took/mistook to mean you are pretty level-headed with a goodly amount of self-esteem and I could just be straight-forward with you. You asked me to critiqque your poem so I did. what you don't know is that right after I posted my critique I went to your Hills poem and praised it. 'How much thought....'.'How much have you studied...' were issues I approached again on that poem in comparison to the Riddle poem. These two poems are so completely different when it comes to a show of talent, as to appear to be written by different people. I can see how the critique I left on the Riddles poem offended you. I didn't mean it as such. I posted "...If this poem is any measure I would have to assume the answer to both these questions would be 'none'.” IF this poem is a measure. IF, which it is not. I would have to ASSUME. I count much on assumption. I was just trying to say the poem doesn't stand up to your ability. I never never never claimed that you were one of the spineless folk. I never insulted you personally, I insulted your poem, it deserved it. Go look at it. After writing my comment on your Hills poem I hit submit and the site had a brain fart, so I went back to the comments page to see if it had posted, that's when I saw your reply to my critique of your Riddles poem. After reading that and your hurt reply on my Clear Night poem or what ever the fuck it was, I just wrote you off. (I'm posting the rest of this comment seperately because it won't allow me to post the whole thing as one great big gush of hot air)

you've really got something going S Dreamer. i haven't read all of your stuff yet, i tend to channnel surf my wa around the site every occasional half hour...but this is, well, it's something else man...again very lovely and very great already...ten...again

Truly lovely....ten

Ta and blessed is yerself

Heheheh - won't ever be Zara Zam. This is one of my old, oft used gaming names.

Shuushin, Shin Shuu, now ZamZara, next Zara Zam, thanks for noticing a telling line.

Alright, with is not the word to start with, and ending is bad for the ending, perhaps then I'll find gerunial liking. But then I'm always telling. How's my spelling?