yeah, i got your note

Cor, deathly Sir. You'll come through, guns blazing. Go steady, writer.

dearest John raw real anger & pain here
giving it to us straight up
I taste the despair..

but the poetess above me is right
you'll come through on top sure enough..

love Crim

notes/texts/e-mails whispering goodbye are the sign of a true coward. crucify her to the ramparts of her cardboard fortress with your utterly marvellous pen...

That crummy little apartment needed something on the wall anyway,
and the pain of it all let's us know we still exist.

Bang up job, John, as always, a straight shot to the heart...

I'd rather see you play the William Tell Game with whoever sent that note.  Tough and excellent work.

Poetry infiltrates the shadows of the heart as though it has a divine purpose, perhaps designed only for romanticized suffering and for that I am in its merciful grasp.
Striking stimuli, Sir Blues - blue angel

poem of poems
the nail defines

Gosh what a heart crushing piece, though i'd
rather be honest and say atleast you recieved
a note when some of us never do....

The aftermath... a time to hollow our insides out and ask ourselves the question... was it tsunami or surimi?

Powerful and blunt! Totally dig the last lines.

Bang! A beautiful love poem John...the ending subtle and superb man.
Cheers...Harry

wonderful piece and your wording was great. I enjoyed this... :)

Hello there, old timer....

I miss those days when you were posting & commenting. It was truly an honor to read your work and receive your feedback. I was so angry & unstable in those days, and didn't realize that I was living through one of the very best times in my life...I do miss those late nights. You were a calm presence through many storms. Now it's my turn to be one of the elders, if all goes well. I certainly was fortunate enough to meet some fine examples, such as yourself. Things are not "worse" these days but they certainly very different..I have actual serious employment in waste management now, and am working on myself in ways I did not back then during my more nihilistic days.

I don't know where you are now but whatever condition you are in I hope you know that you are missed.

Wow, a deep and powerful read. My heart bleeds...

John it's good to see you were on the site recently. I hope you'll be posting again. Your unique gritty realism and intimate detail is sorely missed.

What a heartbreaking piece.