Wilderness

Love the varying stanza lengths ... makes me think about drips and drops of different sizes ... generates excellent flow and cadence ... works perfectly with the short lines ... one of your best ...

One of my best? That's a huge compliment... thank you so much! Great to hear you love the varying stanza lengths... they're almost mirrored...

Honored this poem made it into your reading list!

"bowed my head
closed my eyes
swallowed it"

There's so much in just those three lines, beautiful. Paring back the excess and honing in on the crux of the matter, you are. Deep thoughts and emotion here, my sweet sister

Thank you so much, my sweet sister!

Indeed... there's a lot of emotion in this one. Those first two lines you higlighted are inspired by the song, a song I listen to when pain/frustration needs out...

So did he or didn't he

They did and they didn't...

This is certainly a layered one... great to hear you think it's beautifully written!

Thank you for your comment and for giving me a good laugh :-)

You make each line stand stark naked and vulnerable in this piece, not unlike where I imagine your mind must have been to write it. Sharp pen, as always

As always... I truly appreciate your thoughts and comment, Taurus!

My mind was indeed in a vulnerable and hurt state while writing this... as was my heart...

This does show your vulnerability, but strength as a writer.  The short lines add to the power.  The "sick attacks" are probably like weapons.  All those dark emotions gather into one of our best poems.  It's a keeper.

Thank you so much for your comment, for calling this piece one of my best and for keeping her, Crowfly... that truly means a lot!

Sick attacks do indeed feel like weapons... like knives in my back... I'll survive :-)

I love you, sweetie.. for every portion of honesty you continue to share
with us and with me..personally      


this just snatched my breaths and tore into my piece of heart..


tight hugs.. you know where I reside if ever in need

Tight hugs back at ya, my darling... I already had the feeling this piece would resonate with you. Emotions like these have a way of eating at me, so they needed out...

Thank you so much for taking her home with you... means a lot!

P.S. I know where to find you, thank you for having your door open <3

Great to hear you liked everything :-)

Honored and surprised this is your favorite so far, thank you so much for commenting... I really appreciate it!

P.S. congrats on winning your first competition!

No, lol... this has nothing to do with political affairs or the workplace, I don't think colleages could drive me to a place like this. It's mainly written with my parents in mind (see theme) and a few disrespectful men...

Thank you very much for commenting, Tim

Spiritual maturity is accepting whatever arises as a teacher to help you evolve.  In such acceptance lieth peace in the heart of pain.  

It's the resistance that hurts so much and for so long.  

Both can feel like dying; only one ends.  
I hope you feel better soon.  

Thank you so much for your comment, Ahavati

I know very well that things like these are lessons that will help me grow. I can't and won't write anger poems, but the emotions (some very old) needed out...

This is so 'deep-human' in evoking an aspect of the human experience. Such sharp writing. "Home", where we all want to live sensually as our true place of belonging. Love it.

Honored you love this one, Josh!

Thank you so much for commenting and for keeping her, we do indeed have an innate need to belong and this was a case of emotions laid bare... one day I will arrive...

Dearest Melia, thank you so much for another amazing comment!

Some days are darker than others... some wounds still bleed...writing about things I kept to myself was a cathartic experience... releasing was a bit difficult, but I'm glad I did...

Love and Light, Duende

If you think the emotional impact is palpable I've done something right! As for the details... I didn't think it was necessary, some things are better left unsaid...

 "Sounds like a song lyric" > well, if so.. I don't know who either, but I do know Deep Purple is in this one :-)

Thank you so much for your comment, Todski

A poem that makes maximum use of a minimum number of words is ALWAYS special!  Great job!

That's an amazing thing to say... thank you so much!

My poetry is more pared back than it used to be... part of evolving  as a writer, I think.

What a coincidence that your response arrived today!  I just woke from a dream about The Grand Cafe de Jaren in Amsterdam.  Do you know it?  My dream was so vivid and I am pleased that YOU are pleased with my original comment on your Wilderness piece!

Yep, I know Café de Jaren... lived in Amsterdam shortly.

Why is this a question?

they put the
blame on me?

Because they shouldn't...

...and I was in shock, almost as in: really?

Yep, totally get that. I'm still learning. ;-)

Good for you, lol ;-)  (I admit I can be cryptic)

oh beautiful Duende this makes my heart ache
I can feel your deep pain and anger...

hugs lovely one...

love Brenda 💕

Thank you so much for your comment and for feeling me, dearest Brenda 💕

I'm honored this made it into your reading list!

Hugs & Love, Duende

Those are some amazing words, highlyfunctional, thank you so much!

My writing got more stripped back in time, glad you liked the raw emotion of this piece :-)