replying on Seekers by Dovina
14 Sep 2005, 3:09 PM
Oh, that was too far back if you know what I mean. BTW, you're more right than you may know about Chequers - only a vacant store front across Main Street on the east side of the courthouse.
replying on Rejuvenation by Dovina
14 Sep 2005, 2:30 PM
No. Eyes are not organs of reproduction. Flowers are. Of course you could take the arguement that the sole function of any organ is to help the organism reproduce. Your wisdom teeth, (misnamed), for example, then - what are they for?
replying on My Big Butt by Dovina
14 Sep 2005, 2:24 PM
The worst of it is having to sit beside a big blob of flesh on an airplane.
replying on My Big Butt by Dovina
13 Sep 2005, 1:48 PM
Probably right on both counts. It was meant to express the way I think she felt about the situation, rather than cute. But who really cares.
replying on My Big Butt by Dovina
12 Sep 2005, 12:58 PM
Except for 5'3" and 24" waist, you describe me. I've been snubbed and pushed at Robinson's May 24-hour sale enough to get some idea how they think.
For once your summary is accurate. However, the problem is still this: The addressee of the poem disapproves to an extent that would cause me to rage if I were in that circumstance. She, however, is so kind and self-controlled that she does not rage. It’s really that simple.
replying on Rejuvenation by Dovina
11 Sep 2005, 11:20 AM
I can say that those are steps and side effects in reaching the goal of making seeds. Yes, I will say that. We’re talking about purpose and goal here. Strange how the path to a mundane goal sometimes becomes beautiful.
on Moving Out by jessicazee
10 Sep 2005, 5:12 AM
"a tub" in line 3, then a . at the end, or otherwise fix the grammar. Seems like the last 2 lines should move up.
replying on First Love by Dovina
10 Sep 2005, 5:04 AM
She IS silly to think the sunrise will stay. That's the point.
replying on Rejuvenation by Dovina
10 Sep 2005, 4:58 AM
What purpose do flowers have other than to produce seeds?
replying on Rejuvenation by Dovina
9 Sep 2005, 6:50 AM
I'm hurt! You weren't there. Neither was Chequers - only a vacant store front across Main Street on the east side of the courthouse.
replying on Rejuvenation by Dovina
8 Sep 2005, 1:15 PM
Alright, I'll be there.
replying on Rejuvenation by Dovina
8 Sep 2005, 1:06 PM
Become a daffodil. Forget about the human race. Right now I'm about to polish my yellow steel petals and go peppily out for some leisurely shopping snd dinner. You might find me later this evening at a bar in Dyersburg, Tn.
on modern death(Debuffeted) by Crakyamuni
8 Sep 2005, 12:34 PM
"sings" in the last line. "gray" unless you're British. A terrible poem, which doesn't mean it's not good. It's just terrible.
replying on First Love by Dovina
8 Sep 2005, 12:05 PM
I asked you if you really do not see the point of the poem. You answered “yes” you do not see the point, but added that you realize it’s a metaphor. You rambled about the reality of sunrises. I said your point was trite. That’s all it’s about as far as I can see.