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Comment from Phyllis Stewart
Exceptional
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My last six from the week. Will lose it if I don't use it, and your poem inspires me.

Too tired to live, afraid to die,
he'll blow away and leave no mark. <-- Awesome lines. I know the feeling, with lung disease at 73. Maybe that's why I wrote eight books. Or is it nine now? I have to get the new one on Amazon. So much to do. I can't afford to die yet! :)

 Comment Written 20-Oct-2018


reply by the author on 21-Oct-2018
    A six. Remarkable and truly appreciated. I wrote this as my daily exercise in writing, then the club prompt called for quatrains. Looked like the way to go. Keep writing, you are far too good at it to give it up. I made my bones in other fields, but I have muddled around FS enough to know, writing is more than art or pastime...
Comment from Knighteagle
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Well done I like this, as so many feel alone and unnoticed. I like the use of fall, especially as I am watching leaves fall off the trees. I can appreciate the thought to write everyday, I wish I could. Though I find it tends to be write a bunch, dry spell and repeat. Thank you for sharing.

 Comment Written 20-Oct-2018


reply by the author on 21-Oct-2018
    I am not sure if this writing every day will work for me...working too hard on uninspired writing may be taking steps backward.
    Thought I'd try it, I am seventy four, retired and sometimes lazy...I think one should write when they feel like it...thanks for reading and reviewing.
Comment from damommy
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'the crickets call up ancient grief.' What a wonderful description of the cricket songs. Very good meter and rhyme. A well done quatrain poem. I'm glad you saved it for the Potlatch Poetry club.

 Comment Written 20-Oct-2018


reply by the author on 21-Oct-2018
    I guess I get caught in deepest thought by dryflies and katydids and crickets...their songs make me sad sometimes. I wrote this and immediately there came the prompt. Seemed natural. Thanks very much for reading and reviewing.
reply by damommy on 21-Oct-2018
    There is something nostalgic about those sounds. I feel it, too.
Comment from Dolly'sPoems
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You can't stop that clock from moving and the cycles continue no matter what we say or wish for! I loved the flow here and the perfect rhymes, a beautiful read, love Dolly x

 Comment Written 20-Oct-2018


reply by the author on 21-Oct-2018
    I wrote the Black Monster sonnet before going to bed and this after waking up, and then came the potlatch club prompt...looked like a fit. Thanks very much for reading and reviewing.
Comment from country ranch writer
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The world is not our friend sometimes when we feel there is nothing left for us to endure. We become despondent and no matter what people say it can not bring us out of this funk.

 Comment Written 20-Oct-2018


reply by the author on 21-Oct-2018
    I think if we live long enough, we all realize how old Job felt, sitting on the ash heap, scratching his sores. Time will sometimes scar us until we can live with the wounds...I guess we are made so that we can hang on...I got a lot of questions for That Great Gettin' Up Morning...thanks for reading my quatrains...
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
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A very well-written quatrains about yourself and daily activities. We become better in everything when we do it more often than others would until we seem to do it with eyes closed.

 Comment Written 20-Oct-2018


reply by the author on 21-Oct-2018
    Oddly, even I can tell, the more I work at thinking out rhymes and meter, the easier it is to do it. Thanks very much for reading and reviewing my four quatrains...
Comment from Gloria ....
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Love the clever use of words to allude to the final fall. There is a surreal quality to your work Ellijay that elevates it above the typical feelings of futility in the human condition.

couple of typos.

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his empy, frightened, dying squeal.

Much enjoyed your quatrains.

Gloria

 Comment Written 20-Oct-2018


reply by the author on 21-Oct-2018
    I hope I don't get into a rut and right gloomy poems exclusively, it's a brighter world than that. Thanks very much for reading and reviewing my quartet of quatrains...
Comment from Jannypan (Jan)
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You did a good job, Red, with your quatrains for potlatch. I appreciate you sharing such personal thoughts. Your words flow smoothly with great rhymes. Your message, although sad, is expressed in a truthful way. Your well-chosen words create great imagery.

I know from past writing you have mentioned your time is near. However, no one can predict that. So, keep writing and sharing. I enjoy your poetry and would miss your great poems.

Good job. Jan

 Comment Written 20-Oct-2018


reply by the author on 21-Oct-2018
    I am a guy who stayed young all his life, until now when I can't deny I am aging. I am taking this aging thing rather badly...but I hope to hang around like my granny, who lived to be a hundred...thanks very much for reading and reviewing and that exceptional rating. Love it!
Comment from Alcreator Litt Dear
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Time has not yet come, poet must continue his scribing, whether anyone listen to him or not; he should keep enjoying the creations and scribing fearlessly; well said, well done. Keep Writing -- DR ALCREATOR

 Comment Written 20-Oct-2018


reply by the author on 21-Oct-2018
    I paid for my burial, and set the big black marker, just details I can forget. I hope to be writing poetry until I outlive my mom, who died at 87...thanks for reading and reviewing my four quatrains...