Venom Comments

This is really a beautiful narrative poem on venom having touching expression with nice collocation. I appreciate the way of presentation. Thanks for sharing.

Wow! You've scared the living crap out of me! I knew a similar couple. Man, that woman's voice drowned out every thing and every one. To the best of my knowledge, she hasn't killed him. And I don't think that she ever will. Thank God for that! Excellent write, M.J.! ! ! !

i've left a previous comment and now am resurrecting from MyPoemList to place in my/our August showcase on my sit. Thanks. it's a real 'knee-slapper'! ! bri :)

And here I thought we've had some odd neighbors- -these two sound barely housebroken on one hand and then sound so rigid and narrow and chained to their ruts on the other hand..... If I lived next door to the survivor, I think I would sell and get out of harm's way even if I had to sell at a FINANCIAL loss. This is a very disturbing look at a couple- -disturbing but fascinating to see a victimizer at work. and perhaps the victimized had the last word... like I said, this is a totally fascinating murder/suicide mystery! 10! ! !

What an odd couple. So much to think about and take in with this one. A fascinating write. I felt a little sorry for the snake though, an innocent victim, just being a snake doing what a snake does.

so, was it murder or suicide? i think suicide. my wife brought home a six-pack of antifreeze the other day. i asked why? since we have no vehicle. she just smiled and said i'll leave it in the shed. oh, i'm reading comments. blue? i think of green for antifreeze, blue for windshield wiper liquid. i prefer green, ............but i COULD try blue. i think brake fluid is red; never tried it. though i miss a Poet's Notes, i see one, of sorts, in your response to Terry. i'm glad you allowed yourself to change some details. to MyPoemList. (keep in mind, i'm crazy) bri :) this could be me: (talking to my mate) She talked to Rocco in a voice that bled into the walls of the neighbour's place the place across the lane A voice that carved its meaning into a being.................NICE! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

People next door. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

I loved this narrative piece...It drew me in and kept reading a tale laced with venom. Very clever that ending...orange juice to go with the Southern Comfort and vodka and Blue... that's the ingredients for cocktails I'm familiar with...the blue and southern _crew... and I guess that was Rocco's ending.

Rocco and Sandy were definitely an attraction, did anyone sell tickets, were they good neigbours and good friends, I guess a little on the loud side until Rocco got into the antifreeze, makes me wonder what they left in the wake of their world travels?