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06-09-2006
Elisabeth Hatheway
Hey, Jr!! Sure you can call me Liz, that's my nickname of course! People think since I spell my name with a "s" my nickname is supposed to be spelled like this: Lis. And I'm thinking, what in the world?;It's funny how people think.
Anyway I thought this poem was really pretty and it reminded me of all the good times I had when I was a kid; when my father was still living, taking me to the old ghost town, Virginia City and when we used to get vanilla ice cream cones at McDonald's and eat em' at the park while we fed the ducks. Those were good times but time comes with change and things can never stay the same. As my mom always says,"The only thing guaranteed in life is change." It seems that when time goes on, it always takes a little part of me with it...
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05-05-2006
Leigh Gilholm Fisher
Salvation is a funny thing, once you're sure you have something, half of the time it's stolen right back. Even if you earned it, there's no telling if you're going to keep it or not. This was a good poem. The flow was good, and the semi-dark topic got my interest. And I'm finally catching up on my reading! After I finish reading all of your new poems, I plan submitting the ones that I've written recently. Back to the poem... You've got a few grammar errors, and you should start each line with a capital letter. I enjoyed reading this piece! Good work, keep writing!
Leigh of the Commenting Crusaders
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04-26-2006
Regina Pate
So what did you salvage,my friend, what kind of life is that, is it even worth living? When I was I child, I acted like a child, but now it's time to put childish things away, and become a man. So be it. All our childhood dreams have disappeared to our reality, We are adults, remember what we used to say we would do when we grew up? I haven't grown up yet, I still like to play with broken toys and I like to play pretend, I like to stay quited in my self made fantasy within the recesses of my head, I am a woman, he he, I am a woman, but I have to go and defend my kingdom in my underground world, where I live my underground existence, I don't know when I will decide who, Regina Pate, the person, really is, instead of, wife, ex-wife, mother, daughter, granddaughter, student, Computer Office Specialist, or all the other titles I give her. I know it's only a penny for my thoughts but I'm really sorry I gave my two cents worth and then some. But you did it to me again, my friend, and even though it may not make sense to some right now, I think by your poem you know where I was heading with this but I digress, Sorry so long, Great write, good job, thanks for the memories and the feelings they invoked,
Gina
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04-25-2006
Tiffany Forster
Wow...I must say I am very impressed with this piece. I love how you have it set up, I love the imagry you use, the vocabulary, everything. This had me quite mesmorized from begginng to end. It's brilliant! Now I have to go back and get caught up with the rest of your works, I cannot wait if they are all as orignial and interesting as this one. Excellent job!
-scatters sakura blossoms everywhere-
-leaves him an onyx katana-
Tiffany
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