Oasis

wizardmoters, firstly, this is a wonderful piece of poetry in all the ways that poetry matters ( to me ).   I honestly have no critique, as I feel it reads perfectly as is.  I love the metaphor you selected, and feel it's very powerfully apt.

That being said, and in reference to your author's note, it's something most humans experience, until they experience someone who truly loves them.  It's from that contrast of not feeling worthy from love that we appreciate just how much we are, and deserving of such.  

Your time will come. Keep walking the line.

thank you so much for the thoughtful comment, and thank you for reading :)

I know what you mean. Our perspective colors everything we experience. It can be very difficult to let anyone close.

Your poem is intriguing and I find myself running over it again, thinking about the nuances of meaning of the metaphors. It is rather organic in its expression and emotion. It's beautiful.

thank you 😊

Yes dear Daniel you are on to something, this young women has chops !  ☺️

Hey Jackie *hugs*

wow!

This is fantastic

I feel like you're talking to me; so touching, I loved it!

Wow ... the power of this ... bold ... vulnerable ... perfectly blended ...

This is really beautiful

close and out of reach
beautifully depicted

Excellent and expressive poetry, wizard. That author's note makes me want to cry... I hate that you feel that way :(

Browsing through poetry
And Netflix

GOOD stuff here

God bless you girl

Absolutely wonderful! I happened upon u as you were listed as online :) wow happy I did your pen is quite skilled wizardsmotors🤗
Write on ✍️
Zazzles
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The idea of pursuing what you want and not getting it because it's no longer there or attainable happens a lot.
For some unjustifiable reason the seven friends remind me of the seven dwarfs.
As a skeptic there is love but each person decides whether to accept or reject it.
With all due respect to the author's note those sentiments cannot be true.
It would be impossible and implausible for your exquisite features not to cast a spell  on the right man.  
Wielding your powers with such unassuming modesty and the magic of your wizardry.

Dear, Wizard
This is such a timely poem. In this day aand age of cyber relationships that person on the other end of the line, on that other screen is essentially a mirage and subject to disappearing in a blink. It's hard to recognize true permanance. I know that I hunger for palable, tangible things. The first two lines describe so well the way I feel sometimes. I really like this passage, "I’ve never felt such fullness in emptiness." To me this gives me comfort because it seems Taoist in nature...the art of becoming nothing.
Your Author's comment breaks my heart because it's not true and your poetry is proof. I understand the comment completely because I often feel the same way.
Bravissima Wizard Goddess❣🌹

Great write ✍️
I'm looking forward to delving deeper into your work 😊

You love yourself that others must attract to you to love you to the point that you get wings to go off the ground and fly in the sky high to look down with beautiful oasis. Love your shadow to love others.
I love your expression and contrast in it.

KS

I am so taken away on an incredible high after reading this. Your metaphors are perfect and your words flow so beautifully. You have absolute true talent. I look forward to reading more of your poems.

This is definitely my favorite comment I have ever received on one of my poems. So sweet. Thank you!! ☺️

He probably went to the international date line! That is where you may find him.

Provoking imagery which harkens the most dire circumstances in which one can be surrounded by the desert. Sting's "Something the   Boy Said", springs to, even with the much different motif found in the song.

Wizardmotors,

         I felt every breath of ah speaking ah feeling though this u ah typed. And, it ah cashes out upon the ah screen so ah bad, I ah had to ah favorite list this one ah lady! 👍🌷🍑🌈🤍👍🤜🤛💋🥥👅🍹🍹🍹🍹🌽

Damn! This was powerful. Nice very nice.

This was impressive, each line provides a picture and emotion.

As I was reading, I felt as you were in love and the object of your affection was distant and maybe even obtuse. Causing you doubt that the feeling is mutual. And then I read your author's note, the added confusion to the relationship that somehow you were to blame for their distance.

"Where do you go?
All I know is that you do"

Wow. Such a perfect, poignant way to express the distance between you and the one you love. This poem goes to my RL! I loved every image-laden line. Thanks for sharing!

Mundus

beautiful

You true love when you least expected.  Keep on writing.