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The Downside of Being a Poet-Unedited

Poets have a greater capacity to express love and longing painting pictures of passion's pleasures They excite and ignite the imagination That's the beauty of being a poet Poets are so steeped in the need for beauty in wording that they use their talents even in posts Weaving wonder with words they make you believe you are above and beyond the realm of mere mortals you heart sings and takes wings feeling affirmed, your needs confirmed by those special terms of endearment until you read the self same expressions elsewhere bubble bursting despair then you bleed That's the downside of being a poet You lose a bit of your honesty.... What about me? I have to rush to classes in twenty minutes, but this just had to be said and couldn't wait at all....No pics to go with it....No editing...so please...don't censure.

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James Horn

Date: 4/20/2015 10:10:00 AM

There is a lot to be said yet not much you should have said. That is where I am caught between a rock and a hard place. Poetry Soup and everyone's comments have been a blessing to me. Have to read three poems at a recital this afternoon. Onwas a poem of the day about German Air Crash. Miss your poems and hope all is okay with you. Jim Horn

Casarah Nance

Date: 3/13/2015 4:05:00 PM

I feel that. but then sometimes there is only so much you can say to someone. I know my comments get repeative, but I would rather let you know how much I dig you than to walk away unworded. it is the copy and paste comments that hurt though. we all expose our souls here. we want honesty and the love that comes from being personal. hugsxx

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/12/2015 11:10:00 PM

oh, i think you are saying what i have said before in a poem of mine, Eileen. A big bubble burster! Just had to come see this one . the title so enticing!! I likes your new avatar!

Tim Smith

Date: 3/9/2015 11:36:00 PM

I'm happy when someone comments. You never know what is going on from the readers perspective.... Maybe getting off the train : ) or are tired and they are reading poems before falling asleep....I try to leave a quality comment but sometimes my busy schedule gets in the way but it doesn't mean I didn't read them..hope this makes sense (on the train)....hugs Tim

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/9/2015 2:30:00 PM

Sometimes the challenge with not being face to face is that we miss the nonverbal cues and can read more into the meanings than is meant. I get in trouble sometimes with texting especially because I have a dry sense of humour and people don't always get me. My first comment today was not meant as a criticism but rather an observation. I try to see the best in people, even when I see the same comment posted. If there intention is to be nice I gladly take it.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2015 3:19:00 PM

You are a sweet person with a wonderful attitude. I applaud you. You visit and spread cheer wherever you go. I'm always grateful when you visit me because you are dear to my heart. I've written two poems about you and one with you. You written many poems about me and in response to my work. That is why the friendship is enduring. Friendships take time and work to maintain. You always visit me, Richard. For that I am grateful.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/9/2015 1:40:00 PM

You do not have a flawed mind, I have always found it to be a beautiful mind. Your sensitive nature both adds to your creativity and pain. Love is an inexhaustible source, if you had more than one child neither would have lacked love and both would have felt special. My one regret in life is not having had more children. Sometimes we attach more meaning to words then was intended ie; "Flawed", I was not using that word to send a message. I can understand why it could have been a trigger.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2015 2:17:00 PM

No worries, Richard. I've come to accept who I am and the way I think. It isn't always healthy....emotionally speaking, but I know enough of myself to know that for those who go the extra mile with me....I bring joy. With that in mind, I am confident and content. Those who stick around...despite everything....will be rewarded. I'm not ashamed to say my friendship needs maintenance...an investment of time and emotion. If somebody is not ready for that then, I won't invest either. There is nothing wrong with acquaintance status. That works too. Hugs

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

Date: 3/9/2015 11:53:00 AM

You wrote what so many of us are thinking...I love your courage, Eileen! When we're all pressed for time, it's easier and quicker to copy/paste comments, but I'd rather comment less with more sincere remarks. On the other hand, if I say you're poem is awesome and someone else's is, too, it only means you're both awesome. I'm always sincere...I value you as a poet and you're feelings...I have told you that you wear your heart on your sleeve in a way few others do! Hugs, Rhonda

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2015 11:57:00 AM

Hey sweetie!!! Thanks for the visit. No no no...saying awesome...that's not a problem. It's more like terms of endearment...or making someone feel like....they're all that...and you read the same comments to others. I like to feel special. I have my groupies....I'm happy with that. I have my circle of friends. They mean the world to me....I love this place. I like to feel that I make a difference. When I see the same thing writing to everyone...it shakes my confidence. I don't know...I'm just blabbing now, but I appreciate you, Rhonda. If I didn't...you'd know about it. I'd just stay away....or voice my concern. Thanks for being so sweet and understanding. Hope you are over the health issues. Hugs

Emile Pinet

Date: 3/9/2015 11:15:00 AM

Truth displayed openly for the perusal of the world. Poetry is an addiction that needs both inner satisfaction and outer ingratiation in order to flourish. Emile. #7

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2015 2:19:00 PM

Yes, Emile. I know it isn't always wise to put my emotions out there. People misconstrue. They can hurt me if they so choose, but I am foremost true to myself. I will bear the consequences and the joy of speaking my mind. Thank you for being kind and understanding. I appreciate it.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/9/2015 10:09:00 AM

If you have more than one child and you tell each of them you love them does it diminish the love for either of them? In my estimation Eileen, this is a flawed perspective. Unless the poet is using cut and paste comments I wouldn't take it this way.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2015 10:49:00 AM

That's why I have one child. I didn't want to share my love with other children. I wanted my one child to feel special...to have my undivided love and attention. I'm a pretty open person. People know whom I love and adore....and whom I don't. I have terms of endearment I stick to. I'm sorry you find this flawed. Perhaps I have a flawed mind, but that's how I am. If I'm unsure of how someone feels about me....I don't invest. It's that simple. Thanks for the visit.

David Meade

Date: 3/9/2015 9:58:00 AM

The use of words -- as you know are very important -- they have power to do the good and positive but also to do harm and be destructive. These are worries for me and my words . . . relevant without arrogance, kind without being patronizing, honest without hurting or being self-righteous. You? I have always found your words filled with honesty . . . with laughter and tears, a word craftswoman who values words and the people who read them.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2015 10:52:00 AM

Words are very dear to me, David. I find poets are very generous with words. I am as well. However, I try to write what I really feel and if there is not much to praise...I will try to find one thing to praise. I don't like word like "dearest" being thrown around. Dearest is the superlative....that is the maximum...and connotes ONE. How can a person have so many "dearest" for example. It vexes me. Thanks for the visit. Hope all is well.

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 3/9/2015 6:08:00 AM

Your honesty: A sharp cutting knife that slashes the flesh of hypocrisy to the bone! Excellent and a seven for content! This comment , my dear poetess, Eileen, you will not see anywhere else! Ha-ha!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2015 11:58:00 AM

Hey you....You know how I feel about you. You're welcome here ANYTIME, my dear. I know you're honest and true. I love that about you. HUGS :)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2015 10:57:00 AM

You are my dear poet. I always refer to you as such. My dear sweet poet. As for the comments elsewhere...well, I'm watching you! Prosekse...

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 3/9/2015 1:45:00 AM

A pet peeve of mine is someone who is insincere enough to give the same comments to everyone. Great way of simply telling it like it is Eileen. Cheers

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2015 10:58:00 AM

Thanks, Connie. I'm not an easy person to get along with. I tend to be possessive of my friends and loved ones. There is a plus side to it....I'm fiercely loyal and loving. It comes as a package deal. Yes, when someone writes something...I want it to be sincere. If I have nothing positive to say....I don't post. I try...I really try...Thanks for the visit. It is hurtful when things aren't sincere.

Honestly J.T.

Date: 3/9/2015 12:59:00 AM

I believe many poets have some of the same experiences yet we all express them in different ways and reach them at different times in our lives. The very fact that you've written this poem is a unique expression -JT

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/9/2015 3:20:00 PM

Hey you....You know how I feel about you. You're welcome here ANYTIME, my dear. I know you're honest and true. I love that about you. HUGS :) Sorry...this post jumped up, somehow. Hugs