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The Only Eagerness Left

2021-10-27
The cold reality of your words hits home.

That someone as loved as you are (as we are) can feel such hopelessness, it isn't right, but what's "right" doesn't count for much.


Ashcan Rantings

2021-10-20
Your screech and warbles are anything but unpoetic.

You carry on the tradition of Whitman and Ginsberg, singing from rooftops, but your rants are pain-filled, despairing. Truly "ashcan" is the correct word. In that way you stand apart, are unique; your skill and craftsmanship impeccable.


The little spider

2021-10-18
I like this very much.


How Still, How Happy!

2021-10-18
This is the perfect poem to read as the first frost makes its appearance.

"Yet my heart loves December's smile"

I will keep this line in mind as December curdles not the blue ice, but my blood.


Turtleshelling

2021-10-15
I nodded as I read this, feeling much the same. You've written of the new reality, and it's hard.

Applaud ~~~


It happens to all of us

2021-10-12
No ma'am, you are not invisible. You have a glint in your eye and a smile on your face—and whatever you carry inside comes through in rainbows.


N U K E

2021-10-12
At least he had mates . . .


Daughter

2021-10-11
"forged out of the mountains," indeed. As were you.


beyond beyond

2021-10-11
Forgive my brevity, but I hope "wonderful" will suffice, for it is.


All the While the Silence Goes On

2021-10-07
In my world isolation and fear have created a new and uncomfortable space. Silence is part of it.

Your poem fills a void.


See You at the Fairgrounds

2021-10-07
Don't do it.


Raining

2021-10-05
Eschew this physical realm and such dreams become reality.


Taking Control

2021-10-05
Bookmarked! I need to read this repeatedly, maintenance dose required!


To S.

2021-10-04
A lot of venom here, but something more as well, the sweet side of bitter?


In JDP Major

2021-10-04
Nice!


Death

2021-10-02
True, and well expressed. I see death as a release from these earthly woes, the physical degradation (to me) is trivial.

Your poem, though, is frank and inarguable.


A Flightless Bird

2021-09-26
Again, exploring (which you do well), the two sides of . . . schadenfreude, feeling envy and superior. Ultimately, the bus ends the revery. No stasis in this life.

I'm always glad to see you've posted a new poem.


Love has not yet dawned on you

2021-09-26
I like the thoroughness of your thought experiment—what it may mean to others, as well as yourself.

The last line, though, don't make promises.


Stubs

2021-09-25
*****


The Conqueror Worm (Poe)

2021-09-25
Prophetic then, more so now.


J'me dis que...

2021-09-25
Être humain, c'est souffrir.


The Heart of truth

2021-09-25
"You cannot lose what you truly are"

Thank you (once again) : )


Autumnal

2021-09-22
i identify and agree with every line ~ well said. brrr.


Do you by Ann Wood

2021-09-22
This is wonderful, Ann. I truly took it to heart.


A mother's thoughts

2021-09-21
The connection you present (beautifully and elegantly) between mother and daughter, the generational connection, and between yourself and what lies within, is profound to those of us who can never know that connection.


‘Foots’

2021-09-19
Rich, fun, real poem. Loved it.


Sp e e e e e.......d

2021-09-19
One must find other ways to confront oneself ~~~


A stranger within

2021-09-19
I identify with your poem, especially like these lines:

An end to filiality
Brother, now a stranger

and

And, just before the 'croak' crows
Darkness and damnation, beckons


The Hills, The Hills

2021-09-19
Could a poem be more organic? This is primal, human and other-worldly, well done.


Quick thoughts

2021-09-19
Stark, maybe universally true, but you own it, make it real.


So Slow to Slumber

2021-09-15
This has an other-worldly quality, or, a world from an earlier, slower-paced time.

Gentle.


A Guilty Pleasure

2021-09-15
The words "happy" and "birthday" become oxymoronic at some point. Taking pleasure when and where you can is a good gift to yourself. Suffer the guilt later?


Love

2021-09-14
I like what you say in this poem, love "makes it all worthwhile."

Not everyone has or is loved, and that's hard.


The sky of knowing

2021-09-13
I've come to look forward to your morning meditation. Thank you.


Oh I do like to be beside the seaside

2021-09-13
Eons ago a poet with the sobriquet cowtrotter wrote such words that an engagement of sorts was begun. Such words ring as true today as then~~~you have a gift.


Luffa Vines

2021-09-12
You are mastering the art of articulation, this is intricate, delicate and convincing.


Surrounded by sounds of family and friend

2021-09-12
I'm impressed by how concise, and to the point, this is (as well as working within a challenging form). Bravo.


Warrior

2021-09-09
A strong poem, welcome to poetbay!


The Meaning of Poetry

2021-09-09
Many bon mots here. The "Meaning" in the title takes on a duel role.


Turning Away

2021-09-08
One finds solace where they can. I certainly identify with this gentle paean, though not entirely gentle, the swipe at zombies, et al, is pure Beck.


in the beginning

2021-09-08
Meta, I decided to revise the conceit a bit, in fact a lot. The ending bothered me from the beginning. It took a while to figure it out.


Mockery

2021-09-07
This is life at its most raw and real. You convey this perfectly.


Dreamland

2021-09-07
I couldn't be more impressed and pleased with both poems. The newer version hit home for me in two ways (and more): the patricide and the crumpling of feelings.

There is a lot to digest here. I will bookmark it. I really appreciate the thoughtfulness of this work.


Lines Written As A School Exercise

2021-09-06
What's not to like?—this boy's revery extolling the virtues of Nature, Science, Philosophy and the "Book of Man," in order to "regulate the mind's disordered frame," all the while "dispelling superstition," setting free the monks from the cells of shade.

I mean, really, this is transportive.


The mystery of joy.

2021-09-06
Grief and joy in combination, each necessary for the other. A very thoughtful poem.


THE TRAVELLER

2021-09-06
It's always good to come home! (Or, almost always.)

A magical poem. I prefer to ride a magic carpet, myself : )


Dreamland

2021-09-06
I will write a more constructive comment later, for now—it's great to see your name pop up, the site has become very quiet of late.


The Moon

2021-09-04
A fun exercise, and I'm sure fun to write.


Afghanistan

2021-08-31
This "timeless tableau" that "does not yield it does not cry," says it all. You said it all. Profoundly true and sad.


The Fish

2021-08-31
Applaud!