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Lies have short legs, made my stomach sink, fabulous Herbert. alana

I enjoyed this very much Herbert! Confessing your soul hmmm....

I like the confessional tone of the poem and I love the line Float on carpets made of pheromones.

Dear Herbert, This is a thoughtful meditation on a painful, or once-painful subject. I find it flows well and, as I'm another man who has been through variations on the theme of love and loss a number of times, you had me along for the ride. I like your free verse efforts, like this one.

From wisecracker to wise cracker...your new style (he averred) is reaping a fine crop of free-range...good enough to be shortened a wee bit, maybe, dare I say? But good anyway. Yes, we've been there...some get their kicks that way.

Thanks, Allan, very kind words from one who has been there. I have an inkling that I may not have learned my lesson completely. If a book of a different colour..... Best wishes Herbert P.S.: Is this settling a bill in public? ? ?

a great piece herbert i thought i was the only one who had dramas with women you told this like a man who has been there and when i read it i had a smile on my face because i have been down the same track many times but never again you could say i am now i wise cracker what ever that is Warm regards allan