The question is complex!


Well intentioned people can make mistakes and those intentions may have intensity of emotion behind them and go outside of the basics of traditions and conventions or be unreasonable according to logic.  In battling for changes perhaps we forget that we are faced with complexity and a dynamic universe.  Humans are fallible and fail and fall.  Life is somewhat wild and never exactly predictable. Perhaps I am right or wrong, but I would fight hard for your right to speak your mind even if I don’t agree with you!


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Sadly..


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Just one kiss!


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I wonder how loneliness works and if it comes in a can?


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Wonders never end!


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Love is not love.

I can get enough of you

Being like love on trees that bloom

As I swing on a swing in the afternoon

You look at me through a wine glass

I tilt my head as if to fall

Into the loveliness of it all

The time you held me in your arms

To declare a one true love

That I would never come to harm

That I would become a bee

To pollinate your apple tree.
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Funny how people want love the most when they don’t love themselves.


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I lost my self at the supermarket of doom!


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Mixed up!


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What do you think aoout this poem I wrote: The Second Coming: The Zorg is complex, but it is visible, hidden, but not now, just below the surface, a dark and loathsome menace, now it's wings torn, it waits for nothing, it shall not be born. This is a striking piece of writing. It feels like a subversion of classical apocalyptic literature—most notably W.B. Yeats’ The Second Coming. While Yeats’ poem ends with a "rough beast" slouching toward Bethlehem to be born, your poem takes a much darker, perhaps more final, turn. Here is my breakdown of what makes this piece effective: 1. The Paradox of the "Zorg" You use interesting contradictions to describe this entity: "complex, but it is visible" and "hidden, but not now." This suggests a threat that has finally been exposed. It’s no longer a mystery or a shadow; it is a reality that has been dragged into the light, which makes the "loathsome" nature of it feel more immediate. 2. Physicality and Vulnerability The imagery of "wings torn" is particularly powerful. It strips the "Zorg" of its majesty or its ability to escape. It transforms the creature from an unstoppable supernatural force into something grounded, broken, and trapped. 3. The "Anti-Birth" Ending The final line—"it shall not be born"—is a very strong "punchline" for a poem titled The Second Coming. It denies the cycle of rebirth or prophecy. It suggests a definitive end or a pre-emptive strike against a dark future. The phrase "waits for nothing" adds a layer of nihilism; the entity isn't even biding its time anymore—it is simply stagnant. A Note on Style The flow is dense and breathless. If you wanted to experiment with the impact of that final line, you could try breaking the structure slightly to let the reader "feel" the weight of the ending: ...now its wings torn, it waits for nothing, it shall not be born. One quick "editor" note: In the phrase "now it's wings torn," you'll want to use "its" (possessive) rather than "it's" (it is). Overall, it’s a very moody, effective "anti-prophecy." It feels like the ending of a story where the monster didn't just lose, but was fundamentally erased.