I like the purpose of this poem, to be accepted for who you are, but somehow, it left me dissatisfied. It's good but it doesn't bind my interest.

Intriguing imagery in the "beetle in your jam."

nice rhythm and idea

Your poem brings out these Haiku thoughts:

I dream a land clear,

Where every heart truly free,

Roams without blemish.

—¿Why can't we live there,—

Where magic rainbows arch space,—

& Time is but game?

—Each gift so special,

Given unto only One,—

We need Every-One.

—Up high alpine heights,—

Three thousand year old white pine,—

Gnarled and weathered—Time,—

But never any of man's,

Nasty words did here reach up.

—Clouds form,—purest white,—

Reflecting all,—rolling on,—

Without cares or thought.

—Heart's potential,

Sometimes never realized,—

Frozen ice floes dam.

Great job, this is so good! I love the way this is written... I can't explain it. I really hope you keep writing!

I see you have not abandoned the thing I love most about your style; words I can see. My favorite stanza includes the line "edged words of steel". I can see the shine of the blade.

Yeah. Somtimes I wonder if certain people don't have souls... how else would they be so hurtful to others? Very well done. Great job.