thanks: thanks...written in memory of my grammy. may she rest in peace. hugs...thanks for your support, friendship, and sympathy. you're one of the best poets on this site.
No consolation from someone: No consolation from someone like me, breath is to truth, as the salt is to sea.
Truth will l be told in one way or another, but don't heed these words, as I am no augur.
Man, I was reading this with: Man, I was reading this with music playing in the background that just intensified the feel. Can't tell you the song cuz I didn't know it. But man it sure worked well together. Kiss...
Simplicity: The world of survival is harsh and complex. We need a return to simple living - simple return to thinking and saying for clarity and repair ~ and building ~~A~~
Titles With Levels: There are so many kinds of masses, cancer as lumps, prayers, groups, throngs actually, clusters - as in the images in this poem, great title (like War of the Roses) ha! :D ~~A~~
ashes: ashes...go buy some chocolate...check for coupons and if you're going to have wine, make it sweet red wine. glad you enjoyed it and looks like you got "tempted".
hugs: hugs smoothie. i was hoping you'd pick this one to read and comment on. even though wolf inspired it i tried to slip you and dove into the poem. (strawberry smoothie, "skies"-flying like dove).
smoothie...: smoothie...this is one of my older pieces, but i'm glad you enjoyed the read. it's interesting to see the responses i get not only from newer pieces, but older ones and honestly sometimes i shock myself when i look at what i had written, but it takes me for a trip through memory lane.
Oh, man.: I shouldn't have read this...I have no chocolate, and I'm out of wine.
T.T
Yummy write, and I know it would of tasted so damn delicious!
Smoothie Sensations!?!?
*Sigh. <3
Revolution Means One Turn: One powerful line, then another more powerful line - walking the edges of surreal - grounded in the mech/tech age where flesh is crucified - which is then followed by a powerful ending - I love your writing - it talks to the way I used to think ~~A~~
Love The Title: and three lines: spiraling... sideways/take what you own...funeral & effort wasted instead of walking away. I like the way you ideate~A
So You Enjoy The Site: Your writing is powerful - always filling me with notions to ponder later - thank you. Please post more of the unpublished, my friend. Be well ~~A~~
that's true: that's true. i wrote from 3rd poem perceptive for a reason. spreading awareness of various types of abuse is a step towards ending it. that's why i've chosen to write so many poems about various forms of it and one is entitled "spreading awareness."
I can almost feel the:
I can almost feel the somber lingering of this poem's pain. One can only hope this brother grows up with the conscience and integrity to be repentant as well as remorseful. Hopefully he becomes mature enough to face his own inadequacy and fears with the courage to say he is sorry. There is few things in this world more vile than stealing the protection, safety, integrity, rights...