Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Delicate Demolition Comments

Rating: 5.0

Old men sit in old bars
drinking old drinks, smoking old cigars;
Writers go crazy sitting and staring at empty pages,
both burn away their youth, on and on through the ages-
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Juan Olivarez 19 May 2013

Powerful stuff Smoky. Life is a dream. To die is to awaken. We can't possibly know it all. To dream is so much better.

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Valerie Dohren 18 May 2013

I hope you don't roll up your poems and smoke them Smoky, otherwise we wouldn't get to read them! ! Superb write.

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Patti Masterman 15 May 2013

I love the smoking of the poem-cigars. Engaging lines all through. Time to turn on the fans now. ;)

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Cosmic Dreamer 15 May 2013

To get lost in the journey of a good poem is always a pleasure... I thoroughly enjoyed this journey...

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Connie Yost 11 May 2013

I love this! When I have a bright white paper in front of me and can't think how to start writing, I will get out my dictionary, start reading anywhere and always happen on a good word which is my inspiration then. As always, your poems are wonderful!

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