On the outside it is but: On the outside it is but deeper and in the underlayers it is also for leadership, the monarchy and faith in humanity and the inverse of that.
That is both sad and: That is both sad and beautiful all in the same breathe, with pristine expression and articulation. Plus, I lost my father to multiple strokes early this year, so it resonates quite clearly with me in the reading. Thanks for sharing.
Jesus was a know-it-all who protested war: Just a side note.
Mainly, I want to say that when you find good medicine in life, keep taking it. It sounds like you have found your good medicine, your well-lit passage through the woods, half way through a feverish, winding search over unforgiving terrain.
Superb and enlightened: Superb and enlightened commentary on the harmful social conditioning men experience from birth.
I was particularly charmed by your humanitarian candor, eloquence and insight in these words:
"Oh I wish I could give all those young boys flower crowns
Oh that I could teach them to be sweet to each other
And that tears aren't just for girls"
A crucial message, skillfully penned. Kudos!
I'm assuming this very: I'm assuming this very stirring and gorgeously composed tribute is for Dianna who would have made the finest queen. Her compassion, fearless activism and egalitarian vision would have been a much-needed inspiration, not only in the UK, but the world.
Your elegant words are a worthy monument to the better world that could have been. Achingly beautiful.
Thank you for your remarks: Feilnes carry their mysteries, indeed. And, while, as a species we've made many missteps, one of our good choices was to bring them into our shelters.
Thank you.: And yes, especially with Bobbi (the muse, here). But cats, in general, do seem to forgive slight very quickly. Subsequently, as I look at my two snoozing cats now, I also realize that they don't lose a whole of sleep over life's ups and downs, either. Hm.
Having grown up in the haze: Having grown up in the haze of the 'hippie hallucinatory' reading this brings back kaleidoscopic memories, having been a bit young to participate was an almost silent witness to all the goings on. Succeeding generations would have thaie own psychedelia but nothing compares to the madness of the pioneers.
The Romans didn't crucify: The Romans didn't crucify Him
And neither did the Jews
But all that did and do deny Him
And all who line the pews
Those nails it's been said, have no power
His love for us the pegs
That kept Him 'pon Passover's Tower
To raise us up from dregs
Perhaps a day we'll deign consider
Forgiveness from Above
From Heaven to us, Great Descender
No other greater Love
I want to thank the Poets: I want to thank the Poets William J Roney III and Teytonon for giving demonstration that socks are an appropriate subject for poetry.
Re: Your tight socks: Your toes hurt, your socks are tight
Sorry you're not feeling right
Hope this won't be a surprise
Socks, they come in different size
Your socks are tight, here's what to do
Buy XL, should be good for you
That's what I wanted to mention
Thanks so much for your attention
Thank you very much for that: Thank you very much for that comment. Akthugh I have not posted many Tanka sequences, I am always a little nervous that the interlinkage eliminates the stand-alone aspect. But your comment---coming from a Poet of your ever rising stature---eliminates the question on this sequence. And for that, I am most grateful.
And I thank you for understanding, as you always do, the effect that the poem is trying to create or present. And this is not just academic understanding; it is a nurturer and a sustainer, so that this series of poems can continue to thrive. And, for that, I do not have enough words of gratitude to offer you.