All Comments on 'Still'

me... you spelled from wrong. But who the fuck cares.

you rock, [jedi mind trick]run away with me[/jmt].

you were such a Schweedy I'd swear you were from da ol' neighboihood. I know these people, and I totally love the twisty little details that you almost sneak by the reader that reveal your subjects. And I tell ya man, you should get a gold star if only for writing a strophe from a chihuahua's POV, you sicko. :D

p.s. We had a chihauhua when I was a kid (and not a word! I wanted a collie, darnit), and you captured its naturally terrorized disposition perfectly, lol.

....you're a died-in-the-wool people watcher, Ice. Right? Or you wouldn't capture each of those vignettes so well and bring alive those characters.

my voice in praise. Those people you described could easily had been patronised and filed as stereotypes. But there is something in the tone which lits them to become Real People.

And another thing, the last short stanza is a fullworthy poem all by itself:

"Still, the chips fall where they fall

and the rain where it bloody well please."

Amen, brother.

yep, that's what you're and I'm sure more than half the time you're right in your story-like assumptions. I particularly liked the first stanza. Those old guys can talk your ear off. Well done, I enjoyed.

menagerie, a still life in motion. Some interesting people and still, it rains.

jim :)

I had to scroll back up and read it again and again. Truly a beautiful picture of people as they are.

- Mindy