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Ruts
Author: Lynn

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im clenching my stomach,
and gritting my teeth
waiting for my arrival,
repressed feelings underneath

is this the choice,
the right choice for me
im changing my whole life,
on a hunch to break free

ive watched my whole life,
how not to end up
not being a stereotype,
and staying out of the ruts

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Pamela (66.38.146.169) -- Wednesday, February 5 2003, 03:13 am

Psychic

You are psychic. I am also making a drastic change based on an intuition. I do not want to end up like the people I know who chose the paved road instead of the gravel.
Trust yourself. Nobody else can make your decisions for you anyways right?
Best of Luck
Martin Vann (65.57.57.95) -- Wednesday, February 5 2003, 07:08 pm

Changing your life on a hunch? Your words, not mine.

As poets, we work each other's minds, sometimes never really, saying the meaning of our lines. I agree with Pamela, graveled roads or seldom used, however, there are treasures, waiting at the end of roads seldom used. Changing your life on a hunch, well, I'll be the first to admit, girls/women, are more intelligent than men, there, I've said it! But, notice the capital "B" on my but? I hope its not a "sting" in store for thee. Surely, you are there to meet this arival for more reasons than a "hunch." You might do better in Las Vegas, don't really know, its just a hunch! Sorry, I'm not trying to be cute or rude, I really, wish the best for you.

Good luck to you, my daring lady!

Martin Vann
Lynn (205.188.208.39) -- Friday, February 7 2003, 10:02 pm


Thank you for your feedback, i appreciate it. Oh, by the way, i'm a guy. Thanks.
justin leatherwood (165.76.25.68) -- Friday, February 7 2003, 10:56 pm

lynn, YOU GO GIRL!

lynn, I just wanted to say, you're poem really touched my heart like the knife of a murderer. You keep doing what you're passion demands of you. For I will always be here to read your work and love your life from an outsiders point. Just remember what jon bon jovi always said, "we gotta hold on, to what we got, it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not, we got each other and that a lot for love, we'll give it a shot!" -bon jovi; livin' on a prayer.
Martin Vann (65.56.172.32) -- Sunday, February 9 2003, 08:45 pm

To Lynn and Justin

Words are like bullets fired, can't bring them back. No insult was intended Lynn. I liked your work, it made we want to respond in an honest way. As poets, its easier to just say nice, good work and let go at that. However, a good poem deserves honest feed back and that was my intent. We get a different read on poems.

To: Justin, I made have made a mistake, but it was an honest one and I'll let my comments lay where they are. I also respect your comment about calling me a Punk, I don't think so, but that is your call. I don't compete with any other poet, they are all my friends and includes you. I would like to see some of your work and I'll give back the same honesty I gave to Lynn who by the way is a Guy. Doesn't really, matter to me, I liked his work.

MartinV
(justin's comment, martin refered to, was snipped by Dreamer. There will be no name calling on my site take it elsewhere -Dreamer)
justin leatherwood (165.76.25.78) -- Friday, April 11 2003, 05:50 pm

to martin

I've know lynn for quite some time. actually since i was 8. thats why i'm aware he's a guy. and you've seen some of my work. plenty of it. commented on it, and seemed to quite like it. but i'll leave it at that.

(oh yeah, you bastards can't use the word Punk at this christian site. otherwise you'll go to hell!)
martin vann (67.28.94.189) -- Friday, April 11 2003, 07:11 pm

I can see your point, okay?

Your point is made, and I intended no offense, perhaps I just read this poem incorrectly, simple as that.

MartinV
barb (206.191.91.185) -- Saturday, April 12 2003, 09:32 pm

huh

I must of missed something. The poem rut is very good. They say a change is as good as a rest. good luck whatever you decide what to do guy lynn:)
justin (131.36.116.37) -- Sunday, April 13 2003, 07:31 am

i need a bullet in the head

this is rediculous, i feel hideous for speaking the way i have. no one likes me, everybody hates me, i'm gonna eat some worms!
 
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