A charred piece of bread doesn't care
if it is given the name of “toast.”
Neither does a bird pause its song
to see itself properly identified
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A well crafted poem, with a good sense of identification, nice message 2 take home.A little more cud have accomplished it though.
A very powerfully deep message presented with pure sentiments...A good piece but i think some prosing will still work.
I found this poem quite interesting. I hope humans will also learn to be simple and free giving like the birds and flowers.
I found this poem quite interesting. I hope humans will also learn to be simple and free giving like the birds and flowers.
Hey, Sheryl! Am so glad you gave me the honor to critique your poem. Well, am always very frank with my poem comments. No hard feelins ai'te? Ur start-off was exquisite and abreast with the title but, thenceforth your lines suggested another title. The poem is outline with ingrained ironical meanings. I admire the poetic piece. Check out some of mine.
But humans need a name, to identify with ego, and of course to make a noise, birds do not need a name, flowers quietly announce their arrival, by the beauty of their presence. Lovely poem Bob
pretty good poem, contains some deep true messages........ kinda hard for me to understand it (native language arabic, age 15) LooL but good, i liked it, got the msg ^_^
Thanks for the heads up. Nice and short. Interesting thoughts.
Thank you for inviting me to read your new poem; it is certainly a stirring piece; i agree with your intimated sentiments that Man is created a higher being and that he has the will and responsibility to sustainable life.
Hello poet friend and a note to say I enjoyed this pondering poetic probing perfect pointed painted post. Loyd
A philosophical revelation. There is always a tradeoff. The writing was good and the creativity was excellant. I gave it an 8 because I felt that the philosophy needed to be more expansive in definition. Some readers, may not make the connection. GW62
Man can stick his fingers into water but when he removes his finger the space he created is again replaced by the water. Every space man occupies is replaced with something....but never with him. This is very good.
An outstanding poem from a brilliant poet. The metaphors and symbolisms speak to human experience. An excellent poem
Ah Cheryl. How you have touched my heart and pinned such a truth of human existence. Brilliant.
an introspective brave write..well penned..nice.. A 10 Ency Bearis
NICE. VERY NICE. AWFUL REMINDER, THOUGH, THAT LIFE IS SHORT AND THAT, PERHAPS, WE HUMANS ARE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LIST OF BEAUTIFUL INSPIRING SURPRISING ENTITIES. I'D LIKE TO LIVE FOREVER. WE HAVE INCREDIBLE ABOUNDING BEAUTY SURROUNDING US BUT WE BUILD MALLS AND SUCH AND SIT IDLY WATCHING TV. WELL, NOT ALL OF US, BUT MOST DO, IT SEEMS. ALL THE RESTRICTIVE EDICTS THAT BIND AND BLIND US PLAY A BIG PART IN OUR NOT BONDING WITH NATURE. THANK YOU, CHERYL. MY BEST, CAROL
This is correct. Failure to nurture the beauty of soul results in a slow but eventual death. Uriah Hamilton 6: 59PM 11-27-08
I like.. and yet.. as a Man.. I yearn to understand the thoughts and source of your each and every hinging meaning of each word which persistently resonate to be heard. Thank you for sharing with me As I meander through this world on my path of destiny. Merci ~le Griot Electronique xirca 1 09