I can’t imagine what would make me want to read a book of self-published poetry, but this isn’t it. Note: I never find anything self-described as “eclectic” to be any good. Eclectic always turns out to mean “shitty.”
Take Cover
8 years ago
Is that some kind of artist’s impression of one of these poems coming up to the surface of the pond for the third and final time before it sinks to the murky depths for ever and ever?
Kregger
8 years ago
Ponder? I don’t even know her!
I can’t believe Nathan let that one go by.
We have a ponder at church.
He keeps the green scum off the surface and makes sure the bubbler keeps pumping. We also have a silly duck with an orange hat that keeps the Canada geese away.
Isn’t ec-ec-eclectic what a persons like before they vomit?
Ponder Stibbons maybe?
I can’t imagine what would make me want to read a book of self-published poetry, but this isn’t it. Note: I never find anything self-described as “eclectic” to be any good. Eclectic always turns out to mean “shitty.”
Is that some kind of artist’s impression of one of these poems coming up to the surface of the pond for the third and final time before it sinks to the murky depths for ever and ever?
Ponder? I don’t even know her!
I can’t believe Nathan let that one go by.
We have a ponder at church.
He keeps the green scum off the surface and makes sure the bubbler keeps pumping. We also have a silly duck with an orange hat that keeps the Canada geese away.
Isn’t ec-ec-eclectic what a persons like before they vomit?