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tazz317
tazz317
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Rhetoric and Metaphoric ne-er the twain shall meet Save in academia elite To watch the clock tick The judges and the mirrors Shall speak their tale While the un-chosen begin their wail With all the fervor of wasted time in fear For what has been the chosen To all the untrained ear Closing out the mind Of all transcendal thought Was the try for glory To be rewarded with ought LKH mlj

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pobratpobratabout 8 years ago
Sweet!

I read thru (what I could ;-) ) of your poems (?) and was pleasantly surprised to get to theses last two gems. I'm an avid comment reader, and sometime commenter myself, as I know you are. And I try to only comment praise in the public eye. If I find plot holes, or obvious mistakes or contradictions (to me anyways) I'll email the author, rather then point it out in public.

This is a kindness that I know probably won't be extended to me when I put that foot out and finally get it wet as people have been pushing me to do for ages. My problem hadn't been that I didn't want to, but that I couldn't type with any speed. I peek and peck. I think I will email you, to see if you would read my stories and leave your thoughts on whether or not you liked what you read.

In the past your comments always seemed to jibe with my thoughts very closely, except for once, and I can't remember what story that was. Plus I don't remember you as being overly harsh or critical.

Now I've never taken a writing course, or had any other training, other than the normal education, of which Montgomery Co, Md. decided they didn't want me in their school system anymore because I'd missed so much for my running away from home, and getting locked up. That was my 9th grade year, and so I've had one month of 9th grade, yet went on to take my GED when I'd just turned 16, and I passed with extremely high scores. I'd been going to a GED school set up through the courts, but I never studied anything there that had any bearing on my test. No, I passed the GED with nothing more than that month of 9th grade. Montgomery Co, had some of the best schools in the state at the time. So tech I graduated 2 years early from high school. ;-)

I know, that I know how to write, and I'm told I do it well. And just the looks on peoples faces as they read my writings and then they look back up at me with pleasured surprise, tells me all I need. So I'm looking at all this I've written now and part of me wants to delete the whole thing, but that would also be the tiny part where I was praising you, (hanging my head shamefully, as I peek from under my lashes, wondering am I forgiven?)

So I'm letting it all stay and hope I have piqued your curiosity. And I thought it really sweet that you wrote a poem to your lone commenter.

PS my typing like a snail has been fixed by Dragon Naturally Speaking dictation program. I'd asked Etaski (most influential writer of 2015) (and yes I'm jumping the gun here, but if voting trends keep on the way they are, then its in the bag.) (She's also got Sci Fi sewn up too!) If you haven't read her, I highly recommend her Red Sisters series. Oops- here I go again. Keep commenting, I enjoy someone else saying a lot of the stuff I would say if I commented more often.

pobrat

CinnerCinnerabout 8 years ago
Thank you!

Thank you, Tazz! This is an extremely pleasant surprise.

-Cin

tazz317tazz317about 8 years agoAuthor
THIS POEM WAS DEDICATED

to Cinnamon Swan, of Jamicia. TK U MLJ LV NV