Tharlam Gyatso

Hi and welcome! *tries to come up with something that hasn't already been said* Um...good luck finishing those three novels! I have no patience, so I gave up on novel-writing ...

The Shriners with their tiny bikes Are children with their candy stripes Catching The sun light leapt from to and fro. Who exactly are the Shriners? Do you mean Shiners? ...

From the depression of skulls. That people shall be free. ...it's rather too simple. ...never forget to always be poetic . Too simple? Nothing is too simple, my friend. Why ...

THANK YOU for your suggestions folks. They have been taken on board. :)

William Carlos Williams, eh? :D Thanks for the comments, folks. I appreciate your taking the time.

Okay, cool. I like the adjustments you have made on this one. I thank you. Punctuation is not my best friend you see... :D

Ones ability to teach does not lie in their genitalia.

As is the case with most poetry from the heart and a dedicated mind, I could only truly critique it should I have even a basic understanding of its underlying ...

Okay, I see where you are coming from with the punctuation. We have to go back to the question of what the poem is about, however. I work in abstract ...

It is a funny old situation I find myself in with your work, Alicia. On the one hand I have the energy to remain your harshest critic until the very ...

This certainly is a very graphic, colorful poem. For that I am thankful to have read it. Despite my being in agreement with the above comments concerning the break of ...

I think this is a rather good poem, all in all. At first I was a little turned off by the stark rhyming of the opening stanza, but once it ...

There has obviously been a lot of feeling poured into this poem and I admire that very much. From someone whom misses the physical presence of his wife at the ...

This is a very harsh poem and a lot of the time, to me, it sounds like you are shouting. I feel this acts a bit like a double edged ...

A black shape in the blue ocean The universal mass My companion Many times my size Speaking -Through thought Thought alone- Fought with no one Tethered to the tale And ...