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Checking Out

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The Finisher's Song

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All Beings Considered

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I Long For Stars

Falling Leaf, Falling Man/Woman, Rising Star

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If I Could Be The Sky...

It Feels Better To Be Unfinished (Wish-Unspoken, But With My Eyes)

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A One Word Feedback  By Any Other Name Would Be....

I've noticed you
yes, I stick out like a sore thumb.
You like to
cherry pick my shortest poems.
Sum me up in a single word
such as...
Think I heard Spicolli
in Fast Times At Ridgemont High
mumble more ebulliently
to Mr. Hand.
You invest so much
emotional energy, imagination
into your own finely crafted poetic creation.
But appear to have no opinions,
ability to analyze, or
perhaps you've lost your voice?
Or do I mis-comprehend?
You'd text more on your cell phones.
I think you can do much better,
yes, you can.

Come on,
show me WHO you really are.
If you really know yourself?
And share, give up more than a single
motley word
when summing up the works
of your hard-working poetic peers,
those who are not yourself.

Not used to being confronted?
This is merely an observation,
chin up, its not pointing and jeers.
I'm merely saying directly
to you:
"Would you wish this
upon yourself,
in your ears?"

My challenge:
Show that you are worthy.
Become a part of the community dialog.
Take up the thread of true
independent, analytical thought.

Why not take up your end and begin to
start things off?

(Or risk being considered Insincere,
or perhaps, simply put, a Feedback Hog.)

* Thank You, those of you who do take the time to
give thoughtful helpful criticism. This poem
is not for you. You know who you are.(You ARE truly appreciated!!!)
Sometimes....things must be stated openly.
This is necessary to clear out all
the cobwebs of misunderstanding. *

I don't give one word feedbacks. Think about
the disservice you do to yourself in doing so.

Copyright January 10, 2013  All Rights Reserved by this Author
Melissa A Howells////Meloo t/// Site: Tilt-a-World

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