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The perils of drunk-dialing42 total reviews
Comment from Katzintx
Now this would sound like a rogue in the making. Strong lines following a theme. Word choice good to convey intended inferences.katz
reply by the author on 25-Feb-2014
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Now this would sound like a rogue in the making. Strong lines following a theme. Word choice good to convey intended inferences.katz
Comment Written 24-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 25-Feb-2014
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Definitely him in the early stages as he's making mistakes, Katz. Thanks so much.
Comment from darla1977
I love this! From the title to the last word! Strong verse, with wonderful rhyme! Great flow! Seems like you always deliver!
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2014
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I love this! From the title to the last word! Strong verse, with wonderful rhyme! Great flow! Seems like you always deliver!
Comment Written 24-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2014
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Thank you SO much, darla, for your very kind review. :) David
Comment from jluzzle
Oh, to drunk call an X... urgent echoes from a night alone.
Your poem has explained well, the moment a drunk call takes place. Thank you for sharing, I enjoyed reading and reviewing this piece.
very nice write...
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2014
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Oh, to drunk call an X... urgent echoes from a night alone.
Your poem has explained well, the moment a drunk call takes place. Thank you for sharing, I enjoyed reading and reviewing this piece.
very nice write...
Comment Written 24-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2014
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Thanks so much, jluzzle. Yes, not a good idea to do such a thing.
Comment from Nuad1
It doesn't matter WHERE this poem originated from, I liked it a lot! It was reality showcased in fun/humor; unfortunately it stings when one is the recipient of these calls but such is life in 2014.
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2014
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It doesn't matter WHERE this poem originated from, I liked it a lot! It was reality showcased in fun/humor; unfortunately it stings when one is the recipient of these calls but such is life in 2014.
Comment Written 23-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2014
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Thank you so much, Nuad, for that excellent review and kind comments. I really appreciate it! David
Comment from A Jesterstear
Yea rite... I have often phoned the speaking clock myself when I'm feeling a bit lonely... Your sonnets truly are a work of art and humor second to none. If I was a deer I really wouldn't go out in that shirt. Great write. AJ.
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2014
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Yea rite... I have often phoned the speaking clock myself when I'm feeling a bit lonely... Your sonnets truly are a work of art and humor second to none. If I was a deer I really wouldn't go out in that shirt. Great write. AJ.
Comment Written 23-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2014
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Thank you SO much, A.J., for your always-present humor, and your great review. I appreciate you, brother! David
Comment from paulah60
Although it's not your personal experience, no doubt for many, it is indeed a true story, albeit symbolically. I'm referring to the ESSENCE of the story. Your poem speaks to and has captured the very core of humiliation, so much so that it's almost palpable (I had quite a visceral reaction to this). And who can't relate to this ugly state, irrespective of the form it takes? In whatever way it's dressed up, it's pretty wretched. Self-inflicted, it's bad enough, but for your character, the experience is a double whammy: he humiliates himself, then is humiliated by the action of the object of his affection (even more wretched to have another humiliate you. And when it's a public dressing down that blindsides you, the feeling defies description!). One can only hope that your character is the kind who forgets when he sobers up...or, maybe not.
Love the following lines:
'Goes public with the tongue, and not the pen.'
'She never said good-bye? her answer was
The proxy droning of a dial-tone buzz.'
Yet again, David, a wonderfully penned piece with its deep and rich subtext.
Cheers
Paula
reply by the author on 23-Feb-2014
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Although it's not your personal experience, no doubt for many, it is indeed a true story, albeit symbolically. I'm referring to the ESSENCE of the story. Your poem speaks to and has captured the very core of humiliation, so much so that it's almost palpable (I had quite a visceral reaction to this). And who can't relate to this ugly state, irrespective of the form it takes? In whatever way it's dressed up, it's pretty wretched. Self-inflicted, it's bad enough, but for your character, the experience is a double whammy: he humiliates himself, then is humiliated by the action of the object of his affection (even more wretched to have another humiliate you. And when it's a public dressing down that blindsides you, the feeling defies description!). One can only hope that your character is the kind who forgets when he sobers up...or, maybe not.
Love the following lines:
'Goes public with the tongue, and not the pen.'
'She never said good-bye? her answer was
The proxy droning of a dial-tone buzz.'
Yet again, David, a wonderfully penned piece with its deep and rich subtext.
Cheers
Paula
Comment Written 23-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 23-Feb-2014
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As always, my friend, you go deep (just like me), and you fully understand the layers mined therein. The humiliation of the speaker, the embarrassment of the listener, as well as the decision on how to handle it, then the aftermath of it all.
Once again, Paula, I love your reviews, and appreciate the time you always take with my work. Much appreciated.
Comment from annp
ahhh the demon drink with it's wondrous powers, that gives courage to go boldly where the sober fear to tread
very funny
ann
reply by the author on 23-Feb-2014
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ahhh the demon drink with it's wondrous powers, that gives courage to go boldly where the sober fear to tread
very funny
ann
Comment Written 23-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 23-Feb-2014
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Yes, it does! Thank you, Ann!
Comment from Just2Write
This is a good poem for a good laugh. There are indeed some folks who feel compelled to dial someone up on the phone when they are pickled.
I sure wish I knew how to make them stop.
Excellent use of Sonnet to get your tale across. Loved it.
Rose.
reply by the author on 23-Feb-2014
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This is a good poem for a good laugh. There are indeed some folks who feel compelled to dial someone up on the phone when they are pickled.
I sure wish I knew how to make them stop.
Excellent use of Sonnet to get your tale across. Loved it.
Rose.
Comment Written 23-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 23-Feb-2014
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Thanks so much, my friend. I've never done this, but I've received these calls and know friends who have made them.
Comment from Aiona
Hee! Nice little story, no typos, it rhymes, and makes me go, "awwwwwww" at the end. And as a sonnet even! Very inspiring! (But not for making unsolicited love confessions.)
reply by the author on 23-Feb-2014
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Hee! Nice little story, no typos, it rhymes, and makes me go, "awwwwwww" at the end. And as a sonnet even! Very inspiring! (But not for making unsolicited love confessions.)
Comment Written 23-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 23-Feb-2014
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Thanks so much, my friend. Yes, this is truly a cautionary tale. :)
Comment from tfawcus
This must be why my mother taught me never to make phone calls after ten o'clock at night! Drinking alone is never a good idea and acting on the strength (or weakness) of it is always a disaster.
reply by the author on 23-Feb-2014
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This must be why my mother taught me never to make phone calls after ten o'clock at night! Drinking alone is never a good idea and acting on the strength (or weakness) of it is always a disaster.
Comment Written 23-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 23-Feb-2014
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She was a wise woman to give you such advice, my friend. Thanks so much.
