Thank you kindly Starward.: Thank you kindly Starward. Turns of phrases are quite exciting and bring the mind to thoughts and places it otherwise won't, many poems and poets over millennia have pushed and stretched language to its extreme limits and thus breaking through much like word coinage when there aren't other conventional ways of saying what has to be said.
remember the old typewriters: remember the old typewriters when you could rub your finger over the black dot and make it a black smudge? I'm sure we'll eventually be able to do that on Word if they haven't already devised such technology.
Very valid point :) I do try: Very valid point :) I do try to make a concerted effort to create writing that's fairly relatable to a lot of people, kinda universal themes that you can apply to your own life. But you're right, I definitely have a couple very personal, specific memories in mind which is fueling the narrative. Emotion is unavoidably polarizing (and thus flawed at times) but also so necessary to have critical moments that go by become memorable and valuable to you.
So I focus on a balance between the two forces; The emotive versus the relatable. Great comment tho, really got my brain turning :) take care
I like the format of this: I like the format of this poem. And "severed umblical dreams"?---that is one of your finest, most striking, phrases. And "barometic exuberance" runs a close second to it. Your verbal skills are, consistently, impressive from poem to poem.
I apologize for the typo in: I apologize for the typo in the sixth line, which was just brought to my attention. I dislike typos of any kind, but in poems that you have visited and commented, typos become even more embarrassing. I am ashamed when I cannot present good keyboarding to you when you privilege me with a reading and a comment. Please forgive me.
We're all just filling in: We're all just filling in space. I think a lot of my writing is throwaway and then someone else reads it and finds something in it. I wrtie something I'm really proud of and really love and it doesn't resonate with anyone. I have no problem with filler. I took up space because I was there.
Wow, I'm flattered. That's: Wow, I'm flattered. That's an awful lot of thought on a 32 syllable poem. I try to avoid collective mind even if it is ineviable. Of course, we do have to realize that we are part of a larger world community and it makes sense for us to eventually learn to live and work together.