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    dots Submission Name: Sense Makes Nothingdots
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    Author: cuddledumplin
    ASL Info:    36/ f/UK
    Elite Ratio:    4.08 - 6269/5927/526
    Words: 44
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Description:
       I had another very bad poem with this title. I'd always like the title and hated the poem. I wrote this one yesterday and like it better.


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    dotsSense Makes Nothingdots
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    Some things you cannot dissect,
    so keep your trite words to yourself.
    You've never been where I am,
    so shut up with your
    recycled gems of wisdom.
    No, you do not know,
    snd if your words are sense
    I joyfully embrace nonsense.





    Submitted on 2004-03-31 08:07:27     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      Amy, this one is a smart and pert scathing blast at someone I am guessing--always "knows" everything ---or at least knows where YOU went wrong. There are a lot of them in this world---I may need to borrow this once in a while --
    I liked the summary of the last two lines. Thanks, silver
    | Posted on 2004-03-31 00:00:00 | by Silverdog | [ Reply to This ]
      I like this one and can relate to it, seriously, right now. Wouldn't it be nice if this concept hit home with the person who you're talking to? Hope it gets though to your person.
    | Posted on 2004-03-31 00:00:00 | by pawnee | [ Reply to This ]
      I misstype too often.

    Recycles should be Recycled .. my mistake, I'm sorry.

    *trishi ( sometimes I wish it would allow short comments or allow the editing of comments ..)
    | Posted on 2004-03-31 00:00:00 | by Leala | [ Reply to This ]
      UHm Grammatical errors, dissect=disect and no=not.

    Its very interesting, a thought I've had very often but in so many more words and images. Good :-) People write about this simplest thoughts much more elgantly then I ever could.

    Uhm two line suggestions.
    Recycles bowls of wisdom

    I'll joyfully swim in nonsense.

    The lines as they are seemed to take away from you originality thats all.

    Have a great day *trishi
    | Posted on 2004-03-31 00:00:00 | by Leala | [ Reply to This ]
      Its another 1!!! Can you blame me for liking your poems. I love this because its like when someone who thinks they can relate to you or think they know how to fix the problems you are going through but they really can't because they can't! I also love your last 2 lines.
    "And if your words are sense
    I joyfully embrace nonsens"
    Beautiful choice of words!!!

    Julian
    | Posted on 2004-03-31 00:00:00 | by Nashataku | [ Reply to This ]
      Lots of anger here. I suppose you communicate well the complete opposition of the words of someone you don't care to hear from. Uh, don't really know what to say about this one. Not very enjoyable, but not bad?
    | Posted on 2004-07-13 00:00:00 | by Black Rock Tractor | [ Reply to This ]
      if i could raise a toast for every poem that comes from you that inspires me, well... i'd run out of bread.
    honestly cuddle, this is another great one. i have nothing significant to add - i liked every line of it.
    | Posted on 2004-03-31 00:00:00 | by Judy | [ Reply to This ]


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