Very effective imagery and message, I'm late to watching your posts and I'll go back to start reading as I can to catch up! Everything on Rescue...
I wasn't sure about the title, but the poem is really good. The capitalization of His is a perfect touch. Sometimes putting something aside for...
very nice work, you can sense how deep your feelings run here.
I like this but I hate what it makes me think of. This reminds me of a Catholic mass and the dogma... incense, guilt, weekly ranson, and...
When He Died An Oak tree sprung, before dusk ramming its way in one mighty heave through living room floor pressing upper branches greenery,...
Yes She88, very nice work. I agree you are very good. On the second one, Different, I thought you would end with "I cannont become...
I really enjoyed all of your new poems posted since the last time I read them. Pure Hatred Towards Me was the best! I wanted to come up with a...
Thanks for sharing, this was great. I liked the title and how that ties in with the poem, you had good markers connecting it throughout.
Yes, I did that too! That's the "clever" part of my comments to you. I did like this very much. Vetty
Jack, this is very good work, clever. When I first read these three lines: ...these raw emotions raising this death bringer to my skull rage...
Aidan, thank you, thank you. Your suggestions make total sense. I will drop the two liner about the other poem/girl part... I tried it in my...
Thanks Lizardd... and where did you go, I wanted to see more of your poems? It looks like I missed a bunch of stuff! I just saw Lizardd's...
These parts were my favorite, I'm also jealous. Love does add beauty to your life. Have fun!
I missed this one earlier, it's also very good. You have good rhythms moving inside your mind. I like it! Keep sharing.
Black Life Night like no other the deepness brings tears to my throat as I sit, here on the old wooden porch not even crickets are up to their...
Poetry can be very subjective.... I don't know that I would call this "bland" - but I've made some notes that I hope you will find helpful. Just...
New title, new direction: New title is "When He Died" - I know this is going to sound weird, but I've changed this poem twice since I posted it...
As always all comments welcome. Then if you would, please answer my question after reading the poem... An Oak tree sprung, before dusk ramming...
These are the most haunting words I read in your poems today: thank you tiny bullet for washing it away Keep writing and sharing... and healing....
This was beautiful. I thought "Homeless" might be fitting. Thank you for sharing this. Vetty
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