michael,
I don't know what beef you have against the judges, but I know we did a
good job. The picks were made independently and without collaboration
between the judges. The task was not easy, for all the good poems that
were written. I believe we did the best we could and the winner was
picked fairly, so if you believe differently I am truly sorry. I also
believe that most people who read the poems would have a hard time
picking a winner.

Way to go....Everyone did a fantastic job of creating works of art!!!!!
I enjoyed it very much...Clare

You all made it hard on us to judge...There are so many good poems with
lots of feeling, and excitment. I am glad I did not have to write with
you all, I know I could not have kept up with your pace and
emotion...Congrats to all the poets that put their feelings on the line
for our enjoyment...Clare

I have enjoyed reading them very much!!!!!!!!

Pencil Drafting Compass

You forgot the first line...
As long as I can dream

What you need to do is...go and find a well dressed man, I mean a man
that dresses very nice all the time...then go and buy him a drink
because that's all your going to get. If you come to Jacksonville I will
take you to the Metro and set you up. Of course bring your leather...

Drop and roll sweetie, it puts out the flames before too much damage is
done. Then move on...you will find what your looking for.

Killer Dreams by Iris Johanson

Will, so you know that your not alone. I even managed to put in two
lines from Blue oyster cult for ya....


Crossroads of the mind

A sadness encompasses me
My time is coming to an end.
I look at my tattered armor,
And realize the battle has taken
All that I could give.
I am not sure if there is anything left of me
All the scars are on the inside away from life.
As I lie here looking up into the sky
I wonder if this is how it is going to end.
If I close my eyes will it be forever?
I have fought this battle many times
And now I wonder if I can win again.
I now have thoughts of failure
And this failure will cost me my life.
As the pounding starts again
I don’t know if I can take the pain.
I am at the crossroads of my mind
The path to freedom
Is nowhere in sight.
As it starts to rain I welcome it.
The rain is a friend that hides the tears
So outside appearances is well
While inside the battle rages on.
There is no glory
There is no winner
Only salvation.

michael, that is a profound message by Iam. he did say you could use it
if you want :)

count during folding that is

I don't know about you CCP but I like to get all tangled up in my
sheets. I agree that it don't could during folding :)

She sounds like a jumper...which is someone who jumps from person to
person, and if she has feelings for a person that makes her jump she
will always jump back. She just needs a place to land and chances are
she will jump back to you...but you need to stand aside and let her
land. Then you will be free to enjoy life, so let her fall and move
on...you can always live with someone else...Clare

She might have found someone else and believe telling you that would be
worst than saying just be friends...may not be the case, but something
to think about...or she just might not have felt the same way as you,
but I believe she would have told you this...clare

Will, are you trying hard enough? :)

My favorite is the Alabama Slammer:

Mix Amaretto, Orange juice, Sloe gin, and Southern Comfort. Makes
good shooters.

This is one of my favorite poems by Allison Chambers Coxsey, I believe
she is an amazing writer.

Most of my emails I don't answer, because the email has a title like
nice bod, your sexy, and many others. The other emails I wont answer is
when a man older than my dad is hitting on me. I do answer when I have
the time, but again it depends on the subject of the email and what is
said inside.

I know racism is built on hate. Solow, man I see its worked you up a
little bit. I believe everyone is colored there is while, black, brown,
red, yellow, and no transparent.

I can see by your words how angry you are, and angry is alright, but to
be hating back is never good. Theses are 12 and 13 year old girls that
were never taught the values of living together, don't hate, because
that is what they want, instead show pitty for them for not having
parents with values. I am not saying don't be mad or not to voice your
opnion, but also keep hate out of your side of the argument.