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Ah, perhaps you should 'Lay off the pipe and the smoke'. It may be a god to you, but the Almighty God says, 'No, no. Not good for you.'
wow! which water do you drink? do we breathe the same air? Aden, blessed be the peole who are going to help you publish your works. And when this is done, please do not rest yet! God is extending your borders. He is increasing your tent, and in all ways of your life. keep shining; touching heaven, changing theearth. I seriously need to know you more.
Lay off the pipe and the smoke and maybe you can do some justice and truth.
Listen to Linda Aden, poetry and the Lord will inspire, keep goin', you got it in there.
I appreciate that you have very well mentioned about your feeling of God's breathing, which is new idea nobody says anything about so far!
Comfort to God is comfort to self..nice theme...well done..A10 Ency Bearis
i like that poem, it is very well written. Keep up the excellent work! : D
soothness and God smoke and God smoke and soothness all intersect in you and bring about the very nature of man, good by birth and experienced by life very well versed keep up the good work
wow that was awsome! ! ! it was gruesome and like Anne said it was raw and it was just marvelously gorgeous~ Love Hazel
Excellent poem, the emotions are conveyed extremely well. The way you write is very interesting, very raw feelings and such. I enjoy reading your work, you are a very good poet for someone your age. Keep up this good work! ~Anne
Excellent expression of ambivalence of emotion. I imagine you are struggling within yourself for that place that makes everything all right. How you reach that place is the question. Through God, or the pipe? The pipe may be bring instant gratification, but God brings lasting peace. Your choice. Well written (although a few misspellings and grammatical errors) . Linda : -)
Aden, you wrote a very touching piece. You are very talented and have an interesting mind. What's in the pipe? Just imaginary? When I get low, I run, hike hills in the park and ride my exercycle. Movement is a miracle healer and natural connector to nature and to ourselves. And, of course, smiling and engaging with others, giving hugs to ourselves and others, being kind, is pure magic. Didn't mean to lecture...Keep writing! Most enjoyable! Carol
heartfelt, and emotional... can feel the searching! good poem!