Parker Owens

I am glad they made you smile. Reading the real Thomas Aquinas is a trial for anyone; I couldn't help trying a bit of parody, if only to help Tomas through his jitters. I fear that I write so slowly that you will forget about these two; they are real to me, too, and so I must imagine them so. And that seems difficult, for some reason. Thank you for spending time with them today, even if you didn't' have to get up before dawn to do so.

To be called a sly fox made me smile. Tomas must have taught a course on scholasticism, and has probably read eye Aquinas than any of us will ever want or need to. But yes, it was kind of fun playing on that....thank you so much for reading this and for taking a moment to comment.

It was a bit of a shock to Fletcher, I'm sure. But still, he managed to call Tomas, and their friendship wasn't torn as he thought. We often imagine far worse than reality, I think. Many thanks for reading these, and for your kind thoughts.

I am so glad, seeing as you've made me smile so many times in the past year. Happier still you thought this delightful. You have made my Day...thank you

Tomas is used to scholasticism; I bet he teaches a course on it. But you seem to be right...Tomas is certainly apprehensive about what has happened and what this might lead to...Thank you for a lovely and swift review!

Was this a date? I asked myself this question for the thousandth time as I watched the landscape pass by in a fifty-mile-per-hour blur through the window. If so, I was on my first actual date in decades. With a man, no less. The early morning half-light tinged everything in grey. Even Fletcher's face and hands, partly illuminated by the panel lights, took on the early blue-grey cast of dawn. What was I doing here? How did this happen? Less than twelve hours ago, I'd been having a perfectly

Fireflies are common at that time of year in the place where Eric is wandering. And he is truly wandering now. He almost blundered into Houghton, and truly got lucky to get a lawnmowing job and to find a kid who wouldn't ask too many questions. Eric is truly a nice kid when he doesn't feel threatened.

Poor Eric; the Brethren might have taken him in and cared for him. However,in the end, he would have been turned over to the police, or the courts, and a new hell would have begun, I suspect. Thank you for writing a review and leaving your comments. They are thoughtful and reflective.

This is a fine example of the call and response that poetry is so good at. You say it succinctly and cogently...artfully written, Emi

You certainly made me understand and live with what you were feeling. What a great job you did.

Oh, my...you've done a grand job of raising then green eyed monster...

Toby and Derek face Jackson the perfect opportunity to escape thinking about kissing Luke. It is not surprising that he took it. Jackson might, just possibly, be changing a little at a time, but it is hardly likely that he'd have some kind of anti-assholy conversion experience in the flash of a moment. Change takes time, and pitfalls happen along the way. Really, he was lucky to have gotten through the day with nothing more than the forced apology he had to endure. In any event, spending the day with his friends...and his girlfriend...appeared to be nothing more than temporarily anesthetic. Neither Jackson's mind nor Jackson's body has forgotten Luke's kiss. For for me, this was a cover-my-face-I-can't-bear-to-watch-the-possible-train wreck sort of chapter. I berthed a huge sigh of relief at the end of it, because nobody was horribly injured. Yet. Although I wonder what dinner was like.

Dugh, these are beautiful and sunlit poems. It makes my heart smile to read them, and their imagery brings my mind to a better place. Thank you for sharing these.

This is developing nicely. Perhaps they could be friends again, this time as adults. Perhaps the two of them can learn to adapt to the changes their adult selves have wrought in their own lives, and see things differently. But how well you play up the differences Corey sees between Zach and Jason. How Corey could have been so wilfully blind is something I can't fathom.

How perfectly fitting, Emi.

Dear Emi, how good of you to comment, and so kindly, too. To get the treasure, one must first find it on the wide ocean, a difficult task at best. I am glad you. Liked that like in 'Garden' because it was one that occurred to me swiftly, but I wasn't sure whether use it.

Dear Tim, thank you so much. They are melancholy, but the themes here seemed full of possibilities for play and analogy. I am glad you liked them.

Dear Gary, you have hit upon a couple of thoughts, and the 'friend beware' idea seems closer to my intention. And of course, to board the speaker, one must find him first. Thank you for being so thoughtful in your response to these, which seemed to well up unbidden over the past week.

Dear Dugh, thank you for you kind remarks. That they sing to you is especially satisfying. Each of the broader analogies seemed ripe with possibilities. I am glad they worked for you,

Your smile made me smile, too. This is a grand bit of cheer after the pain.

Sailing I sail a barque upon a sea of lies, a placid swell, inimitably blue, reflecting vividly the sunny skies obscuring lethal secrets from your view. You cannot see them, eyes cannot espy the monsters swimming silent in the deep, nor chart nor map on which you can rely to steer you clear of reef or lee shore steep. And yet you venture forth upon the wave, and risk the hazards of the murky dark; perchance my foolish soul you think to save, make truth the shore where I must disembark.

I liked it on live poets. I like it better now. I see them running in my mind's eye.

Thank you for becoming an Author and sharing this. It is a most beautiful and evocative poem. And I am smiling as I write this, so you know it was good!

So. Alex knows best, and David doesn't like that. Hard to blame him, however much he dislikes the idea of seeing Dr. Keating again. Danny in meditation sounds some pretty ominous warnings. Twoey's interaction with Erik seems pretty ominous, too. Maybe even Twoey will notice! Thank you for a very stimulating century-chapter!

Very sweet, very good. Andy finally has someone to hold, and who will hold him, too.