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Fruitless Cycles

retched, a stomach twisting curdle sour, the bile that rises from malcontent tearful, yet, tears are futile, a waste of water understanding seems never to come or come too late all one can do is suck it up and try to love again

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 6/1/2013 7:04:00 AM

Painful experiences when it comes to love are not so easy to get over..Great work expressing the idea..If for a contest, reads like winning material to me.Enjoyed reading the expressive and emotive work..Thanks for stopping by..Mostly I do write my works in a notebook first..I don't know if anyone in the future could read them though..Sara

Joy Wellington

Date: 5/31/2013 11:34:00 PM

Yes, this is the thing to do. Wallowing in self pity wont help any, got to rise and spread your wings again.

Abdulhafeez Oyewole

Date: 5/31/2013 8:57:00 AM

Beautiful and brilliant write Debbie. Thanks for my placement in your contest. Well done. AO

Carrie Richards

Date: 5/30/2013 7:57:00 PM

Wow.......I love that this ends with at least a bit of reality and hope! But yes.......this is real from the gut of many who have been disappointed, discouraged and fed up with love. (It's never too late, however, I hear even Martha Stewart has joined an on-line dating service to match her up with the "perfect" man!! yikes....poor guy, what is he in for??

Joy Wellington
Date: 5/31/2013 11:31:00 PM

Yikes indeed!!! He is going to get a tongue lashing every single day. (No puns intended)

James Marshall Goff

Date: 5/30/2013 9:57:00 AM

The blushing mango, gleeful ripe, when fog does lift, taste sweet delight! jamesy

Poet Tacito

Date: 5/29/2013 2:43:00 PM

Wisdom. Best way to break a cycle, walk forward. Excellent!

Shadow Hamilton

Date: 5/27/2013 1:37:00 PM

wealth of truth here enjoyed it Linda

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 5/24/2013 3:21:00 PM

So much truth in your love story..I love your hopeful optimistic ending of trying again.Hope you are fine sweet lady..Charma

Elai Cee

Date: 5/24/2013 6:44:00 AM

hi Debbie---can relate here... love the dramatic lines----ELAI

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire

Date: 5/22/2013 8:26:00 PM

Dear Debbie, my name is Phillip Rollings (Flipper to my friends and you are my friend. Does Chef call you "Light and Love Deborah" I hope so because he gave me a list of 30 poets to write to and Light and LOVE Deborah was on that list There are no Deborahs on the Cummunity Builders list where he said I would find you If you read his last post or the blog he asked me to write then this comment will make more sense. He will be home Sat. Soup mail Respectfully Flipper

Bl Devnath

Date: 5/22/2013 11:38:00 AM

Last two lines image the real emotion by counter attacking from the first line. Something different. Loved always, bl

Debbie Guzzi

Date: 5/22/2013 6:09:00 AM

I double checked with the judge on how he accepts the form as being laid out, MY ABC poem starts with R, S, T, U & ends with any letter and was meant to put forth an emotion. Really this is a much less restrained way to do the form it's a bit boring always starting A,B,C,D..aye?

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/21/2013 10:24:00 PM

YOu really got across the emotion of this one, Debs!

Roy Jerden

Date: 5/21/2013 7:41:00 PM

I love the emotion and word images. I can't parse the form though, at least in this variation. Cheers, Roy