Illumined

nice. i like this.

i read this over and over, and each time it completes the atmosphere even more. i love how this gives off a glow, almost a pretty setting, (if not too knowing), until we get the flustered, trapped little flying things that need the sky... then the water turns to a constant and the cavern becomes a ghastly, placid place that isn't holding them and isn't letting them go either... it's indifferent. hauntingly indifferent.

Fucking A, that's it!!!  Indifference!  This piece has been haunting me and it came after a terrible nightmare where I was drowning in crystal clear glowing waters!  Indifference!  That's the feeling that it is.  Fuck's sake, why couldn't I see that?!  It's my own damn work!  Yes, my indifference toward life has been eating me alive lately.  Thank you J.  I don't know what I can give you but I owe you.  Now to do something positive with the realization...

Good to see you back, Madman!!

powerful piece of thought evoking stuff.
mostly thinking what are you writing about, i had an image of some nature doc about some great battle between two animals.

i especially liked the second and third stanza, the first was o.k except for that long word.
anyhoo
great stuff.

'Back' is subjective.  I stopped producing that's why I disappeared.  For me it's hard to consider oneself part of something if I'm not contributing to it.  But that's always been my downfall.  Thank you for the read and comment/compliment, they mean a lot.  Oh and Eamonn, big words are good for the brain.

...now, then welcome-the-hell-back with bells on PTM.

Volumes in 3 stanzas, a recognisable riff.

"...just enough light to die by" is a boom-crash ending.

Nice.

H.

Oh come on, Hugh.  My ass can't hold that much smoke.  Thanks, mate.

Miserable perfection. Very artistic, the last line spun around my head and squeezed the last little piece of inspiration out, it's good. Well done.

this is a deep work where you have shown a true grasp of words and sentiment-in a realm higher than most see-much less are prolific enough to write it-and you so rocked it! yes, thank you peace x

PTM

This is brilliant stuff.

Such vice like grip and such power.

'A grave of flying things which never found their way out
and nowhere else to go..'

and

'and sink to where there's just enough light to die by..'

gave me the chills.

I am definitely coming for more.

Awe,

Sumeet

p.s-Please write more. Despite the odds.

Deep man, nice one.