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I have removed the radio stanza...

Kenneth, thanks much...I will consider the radio line and how to replace it.

Billy, thanks too

Kite Flying It’s kite flying I enjoy most, running with you through parks. You fly ahead as if scouting the next turn in our path while I shout your name, trying to rein you in. In a sudden sigh you fall, exasperated by my inability to keep up--whether it’s jogging or trying to follow you on flute. ...

Wonderful...what an unusual poem and approach....

You're right, Ken. Thanks for letting me know.

Our Parents Mom knew where she was headed, as confident as a song bird. She was an office on a top floor, and breathtaking views. Mom was too busy for us, a vice presidential firefly in a field lit with fireworks and sparklers. We turned to Dad when we felt lonely or overwhelmed. He was never too bu...

I love the storyteller’s voice. his rhythms and images. What the poem needs is a clear way of flowing the different asides together. Many stanzas feel like standalone short poems, with excellent writing, but they don’t build toward an inevitable close. References are picked up and dropped—like the s...

Clever...fun

Thx, Ken, I appreciate your optimism and support

I like the feel, the sparkle of the first version

a court 'n sparkling
'round the moon's silhouette

the engagement ring
leading to bands of brilliance

as two become one
in totality face to face

Yes, unpublished

The closing 4 lines are the best lines, and the heart of the poem

Thank you, Michael. The poem is original and mine, and I am only participating in the IBPC nominations on this forum. My email is bobbybradshw@yahoo.com. Bob Bradshaw ChildrenTour Monterey Bay Aquarium I dream of waving to my public, a blue diver nosing up to the aquarium's glass with her ruby glove...

I second Michael's "antique" poem

Good poem throughout. I like the closing lines.

a misplaced period here after "I".... extra space after wilderness
St John in the Wilderness ,and I.
can hear you preaching to the goats.

Siva's Newlyweds poem, Ken's "Escher" poem....haven't decided on a third nom yet...

This poem has incredible ambition....What a nightmare ...the horror! the horror! of Kurtz is child's play to this terrifying world. You explain so well this hell. My heart goes out to him or her who goes through this. From a workshop perspective, what would I do? Well, the imagery is terrific, and t...

Like this especially

like déjà vu in waiting

Thx for commenting...
Ken, I know how you feel

Love this, the humor and takes on looking back, my favorite image falling in love in a flash like the Chicago fire...terrific

I Can Make You Grateful For A 1% Yearly Raise I can move the home office to Cleveland, or to the Sudan as easily as a crane moving a crate on a wharf. I can leave you shuffling from job interview to job interview for six months to a year. I could overlook your slights. He stares down at us as if we ...

Thx, Frank

Yeah, growing corn was their livelihood. A local anthropologist explained to us that the carvings on the cross represented corn.

Thx, Meenas....

Where is the documentary? Youtube?

I echo Ken...nice