by Gregg Rowe
Here lies what remains of AP poet, D. Gregory Rowe
What clearly happened, no one will know
We all heard of the dream place he wanted to go
And one day he bundled up, from head to toe
Walked out of this website, became a no show
Oh, where or where, did this little poet go?
Up into the skies where gold glows
On rainy days, coming out as your rainbow.
Author notes
Written May 27th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- Contest: Mortality by SoulRequiem.
500 points, ended June 13, 2004, 44 entries
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Very nice Gregg, don't answer that door when it knocks, will you? it is a very poignant write, so your fist name is Dale
love your work-Jennifer
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A very nice write my friend, I've never really heard of him, but if he saw such a tribute he would be heartend. I liked the flow of it. Keep up the great writing!
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Beautfiul, Gregg.. just beautiful.. though I think the majority of us will know.. or at least have that feeling of knowing. You're not disappearing on us any time soon, though. I just know it
You'll be here until the sun decides never to shine again. Love you and your touching words!!
~Aimee
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ťOh yeah, me and death have an agreement, he knocks on my door and I don,t answer
just a few health problems that we are taking care of...hmm three years to clear them up is not that long is it?
Gregg
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this is a wonderful piece but i can't help but wonder where did you go? and are you okay.... i surely hope so. let me know how you are okay? love always, Vanessa
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How are you Dear? I hope you are doing okay? Been sending little prayers for you....big ones too. This kind of scares me cause I don't know how you are.....please let me know. Luv, Cheryl
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excellent
Oh Gregg.I'm not much with words and at the moment I am speechless.I know this said humor but it tugged at this old heart of mine,and brought a tear with even the thought.I'm kind of new to the site but I have read your work and your author page and I think your are an amazing person.Sorry that I don't have the pretty words to say.
Jacki D
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this is something,that i...i...just found beautiful.i have phrased it like that before..the whole being a rainbow thing.i have this poem called"I am a rainbow"....this was very touching.ttul
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I enjoyed this light-hearted look at mortality. I especially liked the ending regarding the rainbow. Hope you don't plan on leaving anytime soon for you already add much color to our days.
<3 Maureen
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Memorable
As a poem of mortality, this is as light and accepting as it is a beautiful thought. Not rainbows so much as Greggbows!
How could anyone possibly forget? Such an immence memorial would be impossible to ignore.
It is fine as it stands, but I'll try to post you an IM showing a few tricks to get the strong meter that is muted here now. Not to replace yours by any means, but to show how, if it were mine, I would have edited. There can be a loss in conforming too, the sing-song of meter tries to surpass meaning, without which there would be no poem at all.
In meter versus meaning, I'll take meaning every time.
Same with grammar versus meaning, and in one of mine, versus form. I still remember a haiku of mine that got 'repaired' in public, changing the meaning entirely, and vowed never to do that to anyone myself. Long gone, you'll not find it now, but it concerned using the vernacular which dangled a participle
deliberately. We all have a right to our own mode of expression and I will fight for the right to do so!
However, watch your IM and see if I manage to send its mangled remains through that tiny mailslot where we type. --Dee
Edited on May 28, 11:56 because 'to clarify'. -
this is very good ...I especially like these lines.."And one day he bundled up from head to toe Walked out of his house and became a no show"...very good...freda
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GREAT WRITE!
LOTR, how ya feelin? This was a GREAT write, excellent. I loved the final two lines, they were beautiful. Keep up the good work! -
hehe this is funny
but honey Boat doesn't rhyme and it kind of disrupts the flow.
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