Monday, January 20, 2003

Jet Comments

Rating: 2.9

Sometimes I wish I were still out
on the back porch, drinking jet fuel
with the boys, getting louder and louder
as the empty cans drop out of our paws
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bill grace 30 October 2020

A very very very good poem.

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Paresh Chakra 12 December 2018

and it is good, a way of letting life out of the box, uncapping the bottle to let the effervescence gush through the narrow, usually constricted neck. This stanga is very amazing

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Brian Jani 22 June 2014

Good job, this poem.is enjoyable and is rich in vocabulary

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Patricia Gale 05 March 2006

Nicely written. Words that flowed Patricia

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Tony Jennett 29 November 2005

There's a lot under the surface of your poems. I like them all although I'm more an iambic pentameter man myself. I rhyme all the time and use assonance once or twice a year Let's have more

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