An archive of scribblings.
oh that is like pulling the pin on the grenade and holding it you know...much less asking them for the unvarnished truth instead of token validation as well...still loving your creative form...
You are on fire! The presentation on the page is fantastic, and I love your subject. A work of art.
Very clever! Agh! So true. K.
Very creative presentation and format ~ I think to a degree we all want some validation of ourselves, so we ask others what do they think of us ~ I like that everyone's a poem ~
Smart visual creative poem, Raven, an so true. I really liked how you showed the me, myself and I.
(I think) a lot of it's to do with EGO.. so many these days seem to have amassed such over inflated ones.Love the form that you used here, it adds to the message.If we really need to ask someone what they really think of us, we're doing something very wrong.Brilliant thoughts here. Thanks for the visit. Hope you are feeling ok.
Love this! just great!
Form is fantastic, magnifying the words and message. And you allude to basic truths about self and selfishness and creativity and sharing. Well done.
I hear you. I DO want to read! Your words are gold.
Thanks everyone. I appreciated all your comments. I have a vague memory of asking people what they think is best/nice about you as a kind of icebreaker or social exercise.For me, I do find myself trying to get validation from those I respect. Not really good idea after all.
Love the tone here. The symbolism within, the creative formatting, all work so well together…how'd you get the box within the box, pretty cool
Hi Fred. I was just by your site. But I'll wait till I get home so I can listen to the recording. :) The poem is a jpg image because no way anything is gonna be able to turn the "I" on its side here. It's blogger's own default that it appears the way it does.
Back again...thinking how brave a person is who asks another "What do you think of me?" Don't know many people I would be brave enough to ask that question to. LOL.
You touch on some home truths here--from childhood we look in the mirror of others to gauge our own worth--at some point, we have to be satisfied with just who we are, I think.
very cool..poem and how you present it...i like the energy and crazy undertones...ha...artists...smiles
Thank you Hedgewitch and Claudia.The older I get, I find the easier it seems to be myself.
I especially like this poem ... really like it! Not sure why. I just like it. Hope all is well with you! Sending hugs!
I'd like to be invited to that painting party!
@Raven: Thanks! *hugs* right back! :) @darkangel: you will be on the invite list. :)
Great presentation of Me Myself and I. It sets one thinking. Can anyone else give a fair opinion when asked. Not many or not likely! A guarded response maybe. Nice thoughts Raven!Hank
Thank you, Hank. :)
I wish I had the guts to go up to strangers and ask them what they think of me. I'd have a clipboard they'd witness me writing down their responses on.never enough ME, me, me -- after all, Me is the best friend we got. And why not?! We are here to love and celebrate ourselves -- 'cause sometimes nobody else will. xoxo
I have found that to be true. It's hard to be sincerely happy for someone else when you can't appreciate yourself.Thanks for visiting Jannie. I'm on a break from all things poetry at the moment. Too much going on at work and I was finding myself getting stale.
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