PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Thank you, and yes, Sir, we: Thank you, and yes, Sir, we are given even our infirmities as opportunities for spiritual growth.

Thanks kindly Patricia. Poems: Thanks kindly Patricia. Poems that draw other poets and elicit poetic responses are quite exciting. Yet the holy grail are the ones that require approach even from the most unpoetic of eyes and minds. Upward and onward it is.

Thank you for your perceptive: Thank you for your perceptive and gorgeous analysis. I appreciate you taking the time to read and reflect with such insight upon my expression. Coming from a word artisan it means so much. 

This magnificent sip of: This magnificent sip of empowerment is a gift to the spirit and a delight to mind. You deliver life-affirming knowledge that can break chains and open doors, but you bring it with such natural agility and spectacular wordplay that I can believe it while reveling in every line.   As a bonus, there are poems within the poem that could stand on their own and endlessly shine on pedestals:   " Blood, sweat, Tears and rain Every fall a rise"   And:   "Your hands are never empty"   And my favorite:   "Oh what we see, be and do when nothing is impossible!"   A breath of sublime air. 

And as we revisited Calamity: And as we revisited Calamity Jane this week, would add that a woman's touch would complete this wonderful new house.

There's a stratosphere of: There's a stratosphere of beauty, intricacy and reflective self-awareness in this remarkable contemplation. The flawless rhythm mirrors the turbulent strife punctuated by hope with its ocean-like rocking and cleverly enjambed line breaks. Your strategy to use a lower case "i" was a brilliant metaphor in itself and spoke volumes about your inner quest for some meaning behind life's farcical drama. The voyage is articulated with a startling and sublime sense of discovery:   "and come to find reality a stranger yet unknown how long the race run valiantly, toward the I of immortality down dark, disrobed duality whilst my soul is flayed to bone!"   You continue to express pummeling angst with such intensity and eloquence that I'm feeling every word:   "to think i was that fallacy i told myself repeatedly in lies i spoke defeating me an i who never was… here and there"   But this is not just an emotional outpouring; it's profound insight and deep questioning. A turning point. I was delighted when you uncovered an intellectual diamond when you hit upon fear's circular, insidious snare: "the fear of fear".   The treacherous path you described so well is very much like the one traveled by St. John of The Cross, and the payoff just as unimaginably glorious as you imply in the last two undaunted, radiant and victorious lines.   A stunner!   

A picture that can be taken: A picture that can be taken into all human interactions between siblings, friends, lovers, spouses, business partners etc. A blessing that goes a long long way. Therein lies the gem of the phrase, 'living by the Word.'