A puppet’s wires spun, and: A puppet’s wires spun, and spun.
Convince us of your reason; cannibals of national pride.
omg...i love that one the best, but also
"Your hissing and reprobation makes to silence debate,"---that's effing awesome. ...'hissing reprobation'. I think you may have coined a new phrase! LOL.
I have edited the poem to: I have edited the poem to something I think is a bit more tighter, perhaps bolder as you said. Let me know what you think, if you have the time.
That's right, Karyn!! You go: That's right, Karyn!! You go girl! (Funny one because you don't usually use words like 'crap', so the inflection it places on this is huge! LOL)
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My poems are like journals: My poems are like journals embedded with metpahor... :) some people complain that I'm never direct, but because what I write is about myself, in some form or way, I like to hide behind the imagery and give the reader a chance to decide.
Yup..very true. and if you: Yup..very true. and if you aren't disable, gay, of a minority, or a genius---you can really forget it. Take from one who has lived it and found a way to be joyful despite it all.
Life is tough. Success is learning how to accept that, and be happy.Bold, honest, write---but then most of yours are.
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i liked this poem. reminds me: i liked this poem. reminds me of myself. but unfortunately, i haven't changed yet into the Fighting Leader you transformed yourself into. Maybe I'll change too?
Fake friendships always fail : Fake friendships always fail . So true Poetic_eyes. "So many friends I have" people boast now-a-days. But are they really friends ? I don't think so. They just talk & frolic to pass time . Really Really difficult to find a true friend in 2013.Selfish and craving for something is fatalistic yet "realistic" Sorry for blabbering.
You caught me in your "reading trap" and "thinking snare"
"a friend is someone who sees: "a friend is someone who sees you as the subject of your own life, and not as an object to be used in theirs"~lightsun paul peaceweaver~
i love this karyn...all very true.
I totally get what ypur: I totally get what ypur saying about sometimes the wound is still too fresh, but isnt that when our work is the best? Dont get me wrong i love your pieces but would love for you to just give it to us straight in the future. Dont hide behind your words, embarce the rawness of saying exaclty what mean sometimes. Itay cathartic. Feel free to read and critique any of my work...i love constructive...
I'm glad it resonates even: I'm glad it resonates even with the "reality..." It's hard to be quite so honest in such a vulnerable position. Thanks for the comment!
That makes sense, because 'in: That makes sense, because 'in that moment' people tend to take advantage, misunderstand things, and bottom line is the old saying 'no one knows what goes on behind closed doors', so the best thing for yourself that you can do at that time is to share with true friends or just contemplate on your own if you have to. yes...I totally get that.
~peace~
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I tend to do both, though I: I tend to do both, though I try to portray emotions at times using the imagery... to give a bit of insight and "reality", replacement organ was about pretending to care and have a heart, when truly they were cold, inaffectionate, self serving in hindsight... A lot of my poems are "journals" which is why I sometimes protect myself behind the imagery and metaphors... because being honest to a...
A hug can do so much when it: A hug can do so much when it is badly needed. When someone is obviously falling apart in front of your eyes...it's worth the possible rejection you might get...(because I have had people react poorly to hugs), But if accepted, they usually work wonders and can make a big difference. ~peace~
And don't be flirtin' with me: And don't be flirtin' with me either, cause ain't falling for that...be real.. (LOL)..Nice write~~!!
~peace~
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Nice, Karen. Always, just: Nice, Karyn. Always, just really nice. ~peace~ (da*n! i just noticed i keep spelling your name wrong! i apologize for that, honey!!)
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Mardigan, this is: Mardigan, this is mysteriously intriguing, and makes the reader want to read it over and over---or at least I did-- wanting know more about what you've written about. It's also really different from your other poems I've read in that the association between the lines and verses is much looser...I really liked reading it---read it over and over about 10 times!! LOL. Liked it Mardigan. If you are...
Beautiful, Mardigan. As: Beautiful, Mardigan. As always, I love your poems. They always express conviction of your truth. ~peace~
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I know, I'm just saying that: I know, I'm just saying that it sounds so beautiful it's a shame to pluck it ;) I loved. The beautiful s description! Hugss
ssmoothie...: ssmoothie....you have a different interpretation. she's watching her favorite flower grow, tracing her fingertips over the petals in love of how the beauty/wonder of how a seed can turn into such a beautiful flower, and she's plucking the flower not to kill it, but to cherish it, treasure it, share it's beauty, and in my mind she takes a photo to preserve it forever as it etches a memory in her...
ssmoothie: ssmoothie...that is true. my depression/anxiety was higher when i wrote this, did take medicine to bring it down, writing helps, and true friends are an asset as well.
Ouch! Plucked so young while: Ouch! Plucked so young while she had so much to give! Could've out her in a flower pot! ;) luscious imagery! Well done I enjoyed! Hugss
So many of your poems are: So many of your poems are like enigmas wrapped in mazes...i took this poem to be about abortion with the line "replacement organ where u bleed and have none". I enjoy the ambiguity your poems possess, but would love for u to lose some imagery and
Replace it with some reality. Readers don't always want to try to figure out what ur words are about. You have such talent, but dont overabuse it.......
It Was The Sky: "pouring..." creative verb usage, the inanimate lives and breathes and becomes faliiby human or here, creation perfection. Read it three times - big hugz for this one. ~Lady A~
this poem leaves with a very: this poem leaves with a very eerie feeling, as if the writer is feeling completely powerless in the face of something overwhelming...perhaps even tragedy of some kind. The small print is a fantastic addition, as it enhances the overall feeling of being very small in the midst of this overpowering trial of life. good work, mardigan.
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