Why don't you grow a set of balls and stick a half gram in your neck yourself? It might motivate you to spend more time polishing the tripe you've submitted. Silly little girl.

They did, scarabs, i only saw that on reflection. Have you read 'My oove for another'? as that's on the serious side too.

Whert?

I love you. Just kidding - ha ha ha! (Jeez - what am I like?)

Well...you may be right but I meant to use lots of words. Really, just experimenting as this is different for me. Evidently not that great and I am aware of Occam's razor and an economy of words. But, my intent was to give this the flavor of poems written in the days before brevity was in vogue. "Occam's razor, from pen to paper, matter diffused; truncated to vapor. Glanced lasciviously, simply to look, money embezzler just a common crook. Blanket of white written as snow, violent tempest reduced to a blow. Uncontrolled rage described as mad, crestfallen sorrow expressed as sad. All transformed yielding to changed, orderly straightened is now arranged. Acute sorrow generalized as sadness, blissful serenity nothing but gladness. So Occam's razor intended to show, scarcity of words the poet's wise goal. Yet, too much economy in written verse, may err on the side of overly terse. So why not embellish the poem a bit? strike down seemingly better than hit. Wintery gale more descriptive than gust, and old Occam's maxim not a poetic must.

What The hell is all this about, TOPAZ?

cluck boo, typing error. It is the nature of human to foul. and you knew what I meant. Many ppl forgot what it means to want to know what your poetry actually is. I mean look. Y'all gotta look once again at your purile self befor eyou turned bitter. Remember what you want and then go for it....I am looking for my dream to know what I do can be good. Search for yors and one shall help you along the way