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So Reader

So reader Amaze me With your interpretations of my soul Those bleak enough to peel the onion dry And gawk astonished at the French-fried layers tasty and rubbed With mesquite anger and lament What worth do I carry For your own contemplations Pressed against my tapestry Do you see as I Do I see at all Does the world pass by As we engage in musings I carve from unfettered whims And marinated gatherings I only wish that value Which I string along with Licorice and toothpaste Clog the sweet stick parts you ignore Infuse your ability to wage A safe night through the course sublime That course being me And the end game filled with Winner's bounty Fit for a twisted yet enthusiastic brethren. (10/26/07)

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Raina Allen

Date: 8/1/2015 2:08:00 PM

I am amazed by the picture you paint with only words. There is a story in each line and it grasps the reader leaving them wanting more. Your vocabulary is bright, colorful, and extensive. I honestly can't wait to read more.

Suburban Lovechild
Date: 8/9/2015 10:28:00 AM

Thx Raina, I appreciate the kind and vivid feedback. The buffet is open - take all you want, but eat all you take lol ;) Best, Subby

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 4/9/2015 3:56:00 AM

- A deep poem with your contemplations of life, skilled written Suburban - Enjoy your day .... it's yours :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Suburban Lovechild
Date: 4/9/2015 7:08:00 AM

Thx Anne-Lise, I appreciate it...better and more interesting to contemplate life than the the stack of bills on my desk

Kelly Deschler

Date: 4/4/2015 11:55:00 PM

It is interesting how others perceive our poems differently. Sometimes, they see things that you didn't even notice while you were writing... Always keep expressing yourself! Great work!

Suburban Lovechild
Date: 4/9/2015 6:59:00 AM

Thx Kelly, I appreciate it. Yes, we scribblers do have our blind spots, don't we? Thank gawd someone's actually reading these once in a while.