selfish plea (don't leave)

"just don't be stronger
please

don't leave"



That hits pretty hard.
I like how it reads out loud.
Nice one.

Hope not too hard, Rachel.

Glad you liked it and left your scent.

Exactly what I was thinking

Mr A

I love this recent few poems you
have penned. They are gritty and
hard hitting dwelling on strong
and raw imagery.

'I'm the vagabond of flesh and -
dog-loyal to my pleasures '

this was superlative. left me speechless.
dog-loyal was a touch of commonplace
genius. so effective in the context. bravo.


'we must surrender together
or destroy every remnant'


[this is the nails that could kill a god
on a crucifix. ]


just don't be stronger
please

don't leave

[ah! mr A. this is great stuff. the meaning
one can derive from this could be different
and exclusive from each other. and yet they
are all beautifully heart breaking.

stronger never was 'stronger' than this.]

bang up job sir. real good flow and control.
i love and envy and respect this period you
have quietly sneaked and snuggled into.

write on. pour more,

sumeet

Thought about changing 'vagabond' to 'tourist' or something, maybe 'nomad'.

Anyhoo, yes there's been some grit churned out and I'm sure there'll be more yet. Just one of those years I suppose,

and the rest, you're just far too kind, Sumeet, but honest. Cheers.

nicely compact use of
i'magery
to convey
thee angst of loss
wit'out slopping into
selfy sentimentality....

or sumthin like that....

cool rite, cool read

Think I put too much of a hardened nose on this one for pity streaming or selfy sentimentality.

Harsh but honest self assassination of my once crisp character. Har har.

Thanks for your kindness, Daniel.

'sharp-silver-toothed and cloaked
with a rabid tenacity
your words are my assassination '
we are nothing but slaves; our dictator is language.
great stanza!

Wow. As slaves we can rebel sometimes.

Thanks for your lovely comment, Oph.

indeed. Your stanza is absolutely rebellious!