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Loghain,  having reread most of your beautiful works on numerous occasions I have come to realise that you truly are one of the worlds greatest:

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ARSEHOLES
Me: Logbrain why do you continually abuse the work of other members

Logbrain: Simply because I am a superior being in the world of art

Me: I would suggest inferior would perhaps be a better word to describe you

Logbrain: Oh Oh Oh

Me: Surely that should read ** ** ** because most people laugh at your pathetic poetry.... No, pathetic attempts at poetry

Logbrain: PATHETIC!!! I, but but but Oh

Me: There we go again Logbrain,  Oh. Is that your favourite word?

Logbrain: It's the only one I can spell and anyway I can put more artistic expression into Oh than most people can write in 40 lines

Me: Oh Oh Oh how sad ** ** **

and thus the conversation went on
There is a very large difference
Between critiquing something
And bullying someone
Critiquing helps a poet grow
KINDLY suggests new ideas
The poet could consider
But in reality
Someone's critiquing
Is not necessarily "the right way"
Because NO poet
Is superior
To others
So any critiquing
Is allowed to be accepted
Or ignored
That is up to the poet
Who is being critiqued
And they are perfectly within their right
To ignore the critiquing
Or to listen to it
And anyone
Is within their right
To RESPECTFULLY
Critique another's work
(Unless they specifically ask them not to of course, some just write for themselves and to express emotions, not to grow as a poet and that is perfectly okay.)
BULLYING
Is critiquing another
IN AN UNKIND FASHION
in a self-important, cruel, egotistical, pathetically self-righteous fashion
Critiquing
SHOULD NEVER
hurt another's feelings
Or harm their emotions
There is no such thing as "too sensitive"
You are not allowed to judge anyone else
For their level of sensitivity
That is not for you to analyze
And that just makes you
A horrible pathetic MEAN person
If you have hurt them
It is YOUR FAULT
even if you didn't mean to
and honestly, I have been at fault before for that too
but it is then YOUR RESPONSIBILITY
to fix it
to try to apologize
to explain what you meant in a kinder way
and recognize
your opinion
which you are entitled to
but your opinion
is not the only one
and it is not necessarily RIGHT.
I have read some comments that are horrible and pathetic and just plain CRUEL

Example of bullying:

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/978695/the-poetic-message-i-was-going-to-send-fourth-to-steel-before-he-blocked-me-like-a-coward/
 Dec 2014 Brittany Zedalis
kaycog
writing is "sub-par"
our words are "mediocre"
so just shut up please
 Dec 2014 Brittany Zedalis
Jack
5:38
 Dec 2014 Brittany Zedalis
Jack
~

Sluggish, my eyes barely focus,
headlights seem faint
through this cracked windshield
in heavy traffic, bending lanes
with detour signs collecting travelers
like gas station snow globes,
displayed in between blurred white lines

Monstrous *** holes shake me awake
from the thoughts crawling
deep within a weary mind,
a casualty of a night to forget
which will not soon be forgotten
as digital numbers, glaring red
catch my eye and I see…5:38

Darkness engulfs the cab of this truck,
dash lights cringe and flash hypnotically,
out of round tires draw skid marks
on a lonely winding pavement
As my feet fall through the floor boards,
scraping on glass shard encrusted asphalt
bleeding beyond the speed limit

White knuckles grip the wheel
while doors become giant guillotines,
slashing at faux leather seats, exposing rancid foam leaking
battery acid on the engine’s severed heads
Everything begins to spin, losing control,
a bright flash and I shift to see…5:39
and the sun comes out presenting a beautiful day
Don't ask...
 Dec 2014 Brittany Zedalis
Jack
~

Cotton candy clouds adrift
Upon these twilight azure skies
Silently in colors formed
Of taking breath and casting sighs

Aglow, a moon of muted light
Above these branches, rests in wait
Reaching o’er the final glimpse
Now as this day it does negate

Here I stare in thoughtful dreams
Wondering on scattered winds
Shall this spell of moonlit phase
Bring my love to you again

A’ dance upon your waking heart
Soft of light and chilled caress
Of these miles we stand apart
Filled with hope and lone confess

Captured moments, sorted time
Found entwined of this we see
As a fragile silhouette
Wafting through so endlessly

Hear my voice, it calls your smile
Echoes of a promise true
Far beyond this beaconed vision
*Steadfast is my love for you
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