I'm At Peace My Friend: I believe all creatures have a souls, Horses, Dogs and Cats ect.
"Search And Seizure"
My hands hurt, from doing the deed.
Rolling joints and smoking weed.
My head is light, my eyes are red.
The cops show up to search the crib.
They search the place from front and back.
The puppy lays on my black bag.
They praised the dog for what she found!
I had to turn the music down.
William J. Roney III
Copyright (C) 2019
The Dog is smart, she has a soul.
The ribbon was blue, not solid gold.
All creatures go to Heaven, that's my belief!
My paper is ready to receive!
And as always, a most welcome: And as always, a most welcome review that opens up tree-lined avenues to further expeditions into poetic expression. And onward in the journey of extrication from these all too easy 'cure alls.'A curious aside as well, 'panacea' was to be part of the title but chose against utlising that for a more accessible title. My gratitude dear PatriciaJJ.
This majestic heartsong: This majestic heartsong blooms as it grows brighter and brighter; each line is a bud, opening a new surprise until it pulls out the final gift.
"And I danced like a flame
When I resonated through you"
A precious, quotable micropoem within the poem.
And that twist at the end: priceless! That last line, sparkling with bold, lighthearted wit, expresses lasting devotion as well.
You shine!
"the howling wind
bullies: "the howling wind
bullies this night to tears"
Fiercely imaginative! Your entire depiction seizes the experience of being at war with a brutal, endless night. The storm, as both physical atmosphere and a metaphor for the inner struggle, is almost audible. A memorable work of art.
Thank you for the reply, and,: Thank you for the reply, and, let me say again---gladly---thank you for the poem; but, moreso, thank you for your Poetry which is so essential to this site.
Thank you, I really: Thank you, I really appreciate you taking time to read my poem. Unfortunately, despair is an all too familiar feeling. Sometimes overwhelming, I try to focus on building a better version of myself every day :)
Having no words is the: Having no words is the sincerest compliment, and I accept it with the deepest gratitude.
I feel that you deserve recognition for your valuable contribution to others, some you are probably not even aware of. Perhaps on a higher plane of existence, you'll fully appreciate the positive impact you've had on "strangers", whether it was your creative ability that gave them a moment's respite from their troubles, an insightful and uplifting comment that reassured them of their value, spiritual inspiration that reminded them of what their soul is up to in this world or acceptance of whatever life path they needed to follow.
My only concern about this poem was that, as you pointed out, mortal words would cast a pale shadow of ultimate truth.
Peace and brightest blessings.
The declaration "I no longer: The declaration "I no longer want to feed the darkness" is a powerfully stated and highly self-aware breakaway that shows great strength of character. Most of us, at least at times, find it easy to get caught in a loop of destructive self talk, but your advice is the first, unavoidable step toward recovery.
A life-altering progression from despair to hope. Wonderful, valuable work.
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