Such A Small Thought... Comments

where did you get all the talent? ? ? where do we all get what we have? i'll perhaps never know. i don't believe in God, but it could be an explanation. but, then where did God come from? ? ? ? that is one of my quandaries. i don't think i ever wrote quandaries before, and i misspelled it until google corrected me. you use some words i am unfamiliar with. i have heard the word pulchritude, i think, but i had to look it up. i would use it in a poem now perhaps, but i would be afraid too many people wouldn't understand what i was saying. i resisted my mother's attempts 50 years ago to get me to expand my vocabulary. i like to think i know enough words already; somehow i've survived life with the ones i know......like please, thank you, feed me, and go away. take a look at the following: tenebrous and gloomy, .....i looked up tenebrous (doubt i've ever heard THAT word!) and feel it just is a repetition of GLOOMY. but let others worry about that if they want to. of the ten? definitions i read online for evanescence (another strange word for me) i choose momentariness. that i can understand. [i've already forgotten what pulchritude means. is senility setting in? ? ....on me, not you] i loved the following snatches (use the definition FRAGMENTS) from Such a Small Thought: You may think trees only grow so tall for the stars, their lovers. The starlight quenches an Evergreen’s thirst that rain cannot. AND: My ears catch crickets singing of desire, or wind fondling the tops of trees. AND: Power pulsates from the earth, shivering the planet into seasons and disasters. It has always been, and will forever be. And yet, the world cares so little of me. congratulations on the poem; thanks for sharing. i wonder what/who you will be when you GROW UP. good luck.