Transcendental Sonnet #1156:
Her
I am very thin
And so is my skin
So do not insult
Me or call me names
You played silly games
And as a result
You no longer seem clever
That is if you ever
Were
I do not do this for you
I am not here to amuse
I seek to speak straight and true
Only to my muse to
Her
+Steven Curtis Lance
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I get it.
Rather a twitish epistle, eh?
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| ego beyond one's ability |
Now there's a pot calling a kettle black. Though I must defer to your personal experience in such matters.
It's as if you relish the attention, good or bad. Otherwise, you'd let it go, rather than continuing to taunt and troll. Really Steven, come back in a month and look at your silly rambling in the light of a new day. If there is such a thing in your lil' world.
It's becoming obvious why you whine about your persecutors. You engender them. Twit.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us, Mark.
Feel free to telephone me at home anytime at (714) 289-2892, and perhaps we can discuss your grievances in a more discreet manner.
I sincerely wish for peace; for you, for me, and for our sorely-tried poetry board.
I apologize for offending you. I only meant to defend my friend, and became involved in an unfortunate situation. I regret it.
I do wish you would not insist on and persist in calling me names, however; this is not helpful to our communication. Perhaps my apology will cause you to reconsider your persistence in this "twit" thing.
In any case, the sonnets are not such grievous insults. One has to write about something, and I write about my daily life; my sonnets are like journal entries.
I mean you no harm.
I wish you every happiness in this festive season.
Respect and solidarity.
Feel free to telephone me at home anytime at (714) 289-2892, and perhaps we can discuss your grievances in a more discreet manner.
I sincerely wish for peace; for you, for me, and for our sorely-tried poetry board.
I apologize for offending you. I only meant to defend my friend, and became involved in an unfortunate situation. I regret it.
I do wish you would not insist on and persist in calling me names, however; this is not helpful to our communication. Perhaps my apology will cause you to reconsider your persistence in this "twit" thing.
In any case, the sonnets are not such grievous insults. One has to write about something, and I write about my daily life; my sonnets are like journal entries.
I mean you no harm.
I wish you every happiness in this festive season.
Respect and solidarity.
Apology accepted. I'll leave you in peace.
Now this is a cause for celebration! THis is how we handle adversity. Well done +Stevo. You have resolved a significant problem with your outstretched hand. I applaud you...and Mark for his accepatance. A peaceful resolution...we need more of that. Mark, thank you for being so receptive in resolving this also. Poetry isn't about insighting conflict on either side. Only to touch people. Thanks for making this a better place with such a simple offering.
Big K
Big K
conflict can be useful but is not for everyone. Hopefully those who relish conflict will only involve others of similar mind and temperament and respect other people's wishes not to engage in said conflict if they so desire it.
Peace and love
i should have a megaphone to proclaim your works from my window to the mindless thralls. Great poem..
misty..
misty..
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