It is a pet imagination that: It is a pet imagination that many people do type up their compositions these days and somehow forego pen and paper. I still use both methods but age has diminished the fine motor skills of these fingers, hence jabbing and pounding away at keys has its own reward and satisfaction! Thanks so much for visiting and sharing your thoughts.
Thank you most kindly,: Thank you most kindly, Starward. I do appreciation the notion of each person's developmental timeline, and in this review the "human being's expressive articulation."
This poem certainly creates: This poem certainly creates an eerie atmosphere around the act of reading Poe, and I think Poe, himself, would applaud your verbal artistry; as do I.
Only the best Poets can make: Only the best Poets can make six lines work that efficiently---to plumb the depth of despair in the first four lines, and then to soar up to the skies on the sound of an infant's cries, which shall evolve, in the near future, to an adult human being's expressive articulation. To describe these two processes, and show the triumph of one over the other, in just six lines is confirmation of your verbal artistry and skill.
Thank you very much for those: Thank you very much for those words, and please forgive my delay in replying. Yesterday, the catheter failed again, but we were able to fix the problem temporarily. This afternoon I see the podiatrist to find out how bad my feet have gotten during this overall affliction. October is going to be a bit of a rough patch for me, with the various medical consultations that have been schedulled.
Thank you so much for the complimentary remarks; your words sustain me when I get down in the dumps, like I have been the last few days. I h ave accomplished one thing: my collection at pospoems is complete to the extent that I have it arranged now as I want it to be. What I add to it, going forward, will be bonus. The essentials, as I have wanted them to be, are in there and need not be further adjusted. So, if I am close to the time to soar out of here, I can feel that I my poems, as they are right now, are what I want to leave behind when that time comes. I still have a couple of poems I feel I need to write, but if I cannot, due to medical circumstances, I will not feel like a failure.
very true, and yet lack of: very true, and yet lack of sensibility is a kind of innocence. And that gave Peter the ability (or was it magic) to see what many cannot - after all - he could see Tinkerbell. So I look in the dusty corners and sweep up the stardust to see what may be hidden there. I listen to the wind as it whispers, and sip algae tea with a magic frog on her pond, and ponder on the real meaning of water rings on old furniture. And I strive to keep my balance while walking two paths with one foot on each. . . . So perhaps we shall indeed find the magics and wonders others simply cannot see.
If you look hard enough: Well there are three sides to a coin but is it magic you look for.... or innocence? Peter Pan in his creation was an entity, an embodyment of boyhood, not to be mistaken for childhood, as girls have a tendency to not be so stupid as to fall out of their prams (as that is how the lost boys came about.) His 'magic' was born to him from his lack of sensibilty and the tremendous fun boys can have when lacking in responsability.... I digress there is indeed still magic in this old world and I do enjoy finding it myself :)
Ah, tis what one finds when: Ah, tis what one finds when dealing with one who feels the tug of 2 paths - not sure if I am more like Pollyanna or Peter Pan but I like to look for the magics and share them, because maybe magic does still exist if we but open our eyes
A journey to make the soul smile: I really enjoyed that little trip, a true fantasy tale condensed, not to mention the classic (or as I call it the correct) spelling of faerie. I look forward to another adventure :) Pen on.
Of course, I already admire: Of course, I already admire your poetic style; but the sheer honesty required to disclose this situation in this poem is more than admirable: it is a tremendous reflection of a devotion to Truth, and another aspect of why you are one of this site's finest Poets.