To An Adversary

Your words are broken things, each pot with cracks that water swells, but my words are no better held, crawling in caves where envy dwells. So stand and say your poem, (although I'm not bent to clap), I'll applaud you in my head my friend, with a rival's nod, and quick tip of cap.

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 5/20/2012 1:08:00 AM

Walter, a well done expressed thought.. thank you for sharing and expressing your poem with us. Take care~ Linda

Leo Larry Amadore

Date: 5/18/2012 11:29:00 PM

A concise and well-expressed piece...I cannot say that I personally regard poetry as a competitive activity, although I must admit that I admire and value some poems much more than others. And, of ccourse, I enjoy all positive, supportive, and/or helpful comments. Good work.