Mount Denali

Lovely completive write. I hope to make a difference somehow.

This made me think of how I want my ashes poured over the top of my favorite waterfall where I use to go diving in my younger years. The river merges with another downstream that flows past my home and where I went to college. Perhaps little bits of me will come to rest on the shores of my home and I will find some peace there at last. And I published books of my poetry so there would always be something of me to remind the world I existed.

You words are worlds beyond you Jess, but you're catching up...

J

I hope some day I will completely catch up.
I have to ask you, are my words beyond me? or my years? My age seems to affect a lot people on this site but why? Sometimes age and experience go hand and hand but other times its the exact opposite. Yes, I am young, but I am also experienced. I have seen true pain, among other things, and personally, I believe that should outweigh my age.
But maybe that's just my opinion.

It's a combination of factors. Having been a poet since I was a teenager and having kept all of my old poems, I have my own work to compare to. Along with that, I had the opportunity when I was a teacher's aide in high school English class, to read he poetry written by many students. Also on other poetry sites over the past 20 years. So I have read a lot of poetry. I've also been to hundreds of poetry open mic readings and heard much more. I think I have a pretty good gauge in my head of what a person your age should be capable of writing. Most young poets have a hard time grasping metaphor and imagery as poetic tools. But you do it well. And then there are concepts in life that usually take a few more years to figure out. You use English in general at a high level. And I can say that way too many high school students do not! I had students I had to teach with flash cards, just to be able to read. So I think I can tell you what a breath of fresh air your poetry is to me. And knowing you are just beginning makes it all the more impressive. I hope you never stop writing. But I have to be careful hoping, hope and I don't get along to well. So just keep writing in spite of me...
J

I am glad I have given you some sort of break.

You have described my chosen method of disposing of the empty vessel I used while navigating through this portion  of my existence.

An agreeable poem, dear poetess.

I'm glad you relate to this!

You have described my ideal end, maybe not Mt. Denali but probably amongst California Redwoods and maybe a skosh along the Costa Brava or Iberian Peninsula in Spain. Brava!

Thank you! I am glad you relate to this as well!

hello , i think we all want to still exist , somehow and the idea of still existing among nature .. well , it sounds kind of nice , to me ! amongst nature .. to linger there ..

great piece of writing .. nobody wants to disappear completely

Fear of oblivion... that may or may not be my biggest fear.

yes, nobody wants to disappear completely do they . i deal with dissociation and sometimes my symptoms make me feel like i am '' non- existent '' and not even here , when i get those feelings , even tho they are symptoms of my mental illness, it kind of makes me feel weird and scares me a little .

so , yes, i completely agree with you ... to not exist is such a terribly scary thought ..

Thank you so much! You're adoration means a lot to me.

Stand, remember chance us names: history, sand, window, noticeable. Be sand. Denali rocks remain. Place feel so books expand. Do stand: answer Denali.

A bit more abstract than the last ones, but it still kinda works.

I know not Mt Denali, but I enjoy the sentiment.

This poem was actually not intended to be read like that, I am glad that my previous poems have stuck with you though!

I didn't think it was, but it was fun to see what I could do with it. Yes, the format of your previous poems has my gears spinning :)

I'm glad!