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@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; Just For Leaf---His Presence, His Beauty [XLIX]
You blossom perpetually; each season
defers to you, and offers its gifts in full
homage to your beauty. From the sunlight, you
confect sweetness: cover me, SweetLeaf, with your
glistening sweetness.
Starward
Use Your Eyes and Mind
Patricia knows the Bulshit too. But she is playing a Gane with You.
What is wrong with you? You
What is wrong with you? You have got some nerve coming on to my comment section to insult a fellow member of PostPoems and the person that I happen to believe is the finest Poet posting here. So I will ask again: what is wrong with you?
J-Called
I smell a Baot-Load of
I smell a Baot-Load of Bullsit Here.
You should learn how to spell
You should learn how to spell "boat." Also, the boatload that you smell is in your own port, and not Patricia's. Please do not comment on my poems if you need to insult other poets. Either comment on the poem, or don't waste my time and space.
J-Called
Here, nature and love-making
Here, nature and love-making are so breathtakingly entwined that this fine-crafted poem becomes a living thing. Authentic, unleashed and blissful. Amazing work!
Thank you most kindly for
Thank you most kindly for that.
J-Called
I was sincere in my
I was sincere in my reflections on this work of art. Thank you for your unwavering support and the courtesy of acknowledging all my comments. Stay true to your calling and keep shining your light.