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on your site. Still love it.

   bless you

You have a very unique writing style that is unmistakeably yours.

Love the lines in this way that describe you singing the song, without knowing it!

Steven

"very unique writing style"  
my english teachers used to write comments like this on my papers; usually followed by a low grade of some sort.  
 
having forgot the song... yeah, that's my favorite part as well

Well, your English teacher was a nitwit, then.  Definitely a "very unique writing style".  I, for one, appreciate it.  Wonderful poem, Ray.

Just because he's read a few famous poems and has been handed a jelly doughnut stained diploma doesn't give him the rite to judge you. Your art is you, and your art is different. You're the perfect kind of different, to me. :)

It was more a response to receiving a poem as an answer to an essay question :)

But, aw, thanks for taking up for me.
Would pass these on to them but they're mostly dead by now.
Wrath of gods?

Love the random cerebral memories this ensues within my genomenous heart. Careful, Tonto, you may blow our brains out.

(p.s. are you getting my messages or am I just slipping away from this big green and blue uterus?)

i am getting your messages; it's just the amniotic fluid, slippery as hell.

You're probably the poet I'm most jealous of. And that includes published writers. Your work is so crunchy, so crisp and concise, so miniature and stylistically straightforward, more serious than it at first seems, deeper than it at first feels, that it almost makes me want to hunt you down, tie you up (for more reasons than I can explain without blushing) and demand you tell me your secret.

you're sweet, and i'm more than flattered...

(prefer rope of soft silk scented with night-blooming jasmine)  

you said nicely :)

I love it. I think that it's beautiful

thanks

just a minute of thought that sounds like a musing to oneself, so normal but *so* much better than normal...one thing i love about your writing, you know your voice very well. grand. [:

and i could say the same of thee.

("been listening to my damn voice so long it's like the back of my hand"
said the stranger looking at the front.)

well i have to say that was lovely a real pleasant poem i like how your writing style is very different and unique- well done you!

thanks
(but where's that famous goth sarcasm?
 OMG don't tell me that was it...  :)

"the one im embarrassed to talk about"
great line

thanks

quite melow and peacefull seeing

to the extent that loosing ones heart is mellow.

I love how this describes those little things that just accentuate lingering memories. Nice!

neighbor's window will do that  :)