Poem -

Blue Steal

Something borrowed and 

something blue; sadness there and

nothing new of course. 

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Jimmy Arnold

Hi Gina,

It's been a while and i hope life finds you in the best of spirits and health...("A queen always are you, in the poems of Haiku")........

The poetess who can change the world, with just a hand full of words and the contents of this power pack, of a poem, in the wrong hands, definitely will, end two are more lives, (one being the assailant(s) and the other, the unfortunate victim(s), of their spoil)...In the long run, thus, affecting many more lives, than just the victim(s) and assailant(s). Life will change, for the lives of all families involved, (forever)..... These words which are contained, in this poem, is more than mere words, it lends itself to being, a sword of two (sharp) sides. In the right hands and for all the right reasons, it has, (in many cases) been utilized, in saving many lives, on a daily basis, by the right individuals...Yet when power is placed in the wrong hands, innocent lives are in peril, and/or, at risk of being taken, due to head strong, egotistical idiots, fascist and plain old oppositionists, of that, which represents all, that’s deemed to you and I, (good). last but not least, every day, common,(ignorant), street criminals…These are the hands, that we pose poems, such as this, along with the daily preaching, of utilizing common sense. ’Wonderful subject matter to have written on….

Warmest of  regards,

Jim

Lines of interest: (The entire poem): (5) from me.......

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Gina Marie

thank you incredibly so I hope you are doing well yourself. Ah likening a poem to a sword is brilliant; i see words as the most powerful weapon on earth. A simple string of them has enough weight to bring a country to its knees. Words must be dealt with expertly, and I feel that poems are a form of practice; a way to become comfortable with words and phrases that can simply become more than words and phrases. Thank you for your vote and lovely words. 

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