PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Hello again.  Good to see: Hello again.  Good to see something from the archives

This speaks to me since one: This speaks to me since one side of my family come from a farming background and the other half was in ranching. A lot of the time their lives were governed by the land and the weather but also influenced by the powers that be of the current day they were living. This is an eye opener of a poem. Thanks for sharing. /Rik.

Appears to be writersblock of: Appears to be writersblock of sorts and doing what comes natural, just write through it until something intelligible results. One that most if not all on this site can relate. Thanks for sharing./Rik.

Thank you for expressing,: Thank you for expressing, with breathtaking finesse, my intention exactly. It's a thrill and an honor to receive a visit by such a gifted wordsmith. Means so much. 

Your phenomenal, resonant and: Your phenomenal, resonant and emotionally charged insights into my expression were so moving that I had to pause and reflect on them before offering my humble gratitude.   I can't thank you enough for seeing everything I saw and for accurately interpreting my intentions; in fact, you were so accurate, as you shared your own experience, that a weight was lifted off me. All I could think was: he gets it! Someone truly understands, and that, of course, is a step toward healing.   I recall reading your very touching expression about Eteinne in a post, and thinking perhaps I had some "penance" to do myself. I believe that may have been an impetus to write this poem, although I had to let the idea marinate for a while, being so preoccupied by everything going on in my life.   I'm particularly thrilled that you perceived my intent behind the images. It's a great relief that this work didn't spiral into pure pathos. Your interpretation of my "pouring sand" was incredibly gratifying and heart stopping in its eloquence. What can I say . . .   Thank you also for reminding me of my own words of comfort to you: that when all is said and done, we are forgiven. I say that often to others, but I needed to have it said to me. It made all the difference.   Oh, one more thing: there's nothing minor about your poetry. If it's true that our hearts are weighed on a scale (figuratively speaking and referring to an ancient belief), your poetry, and the heart that birthed it, are immortalized in some cosmic gallery of fine art. When all is said and done, the only thing we take with us is what we did for others. That's not to say your work doesn't have great esthetic value as well. Quite a bonus!    Fathomless gratitude for your kindness.    

Nothing like the crash of: Nothing like the crash of '29, something a majority of us didn't witness firsthand but know of and have lived with the consequences of. On that note, nothing like the misnomered 'Spanish flu' of '18; our generation has '19. Makes me wonder what was good in the days of old. Perhaps the drive and spirit to soldier on and tackle our windmills, real or imagined. Perhaps in his delusion, Quixote had a clue. Lol, but that's just me. Thanks for sharing. /Rik.

That's a truly inspired idea,: That's a truly inspired idea, and if anyone can pull it off, you certainly can. The idea screams: "Starward, bring me to life!" Do it for your girl.