I don't like any kind of medicine. I try to use the natural cures. Pills can blind you. Few pills can help you. Easy to fall to drugs and booze. The poem tells a real story. Many need the pills to be able to get out of bed and face the world. That is a sad and hard life. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote
I really like this poem. It feels like a never ending circle. But that's life isn't it? You say so much without a whole lot of words. I love poems like that. Good job!
This is a really minimalist poem in a lot of ways, which suits it well. You didn't state the subject of the poem explicitly, but it's pretty apparent from the text of it (and the picture XD) what you're talking about...at first, I thought that the poem would be better off with more substance to it, explaining perhaps what was trying to be forgotten, or adding more descriptive language. BUT when I read it over a couple of times, I actually felt it was better off the way it is--since it's written in a kind of choppy style, without too many words, it gives the feeling of a dream/trance-like state, which makes sense since it's about taking too many pills. Not elaborating on what 'it' was that was bothering you was also a good choice, I think...it leaves it up to the viewer's imagination, and they can project their own feelings onto it. I don't know if that's what you were going for or not, but it's just kind of the way it came across to me, and I really liked it.
I don't like any kind of medicine. I try to use the natural cures. Pills can blind you. Few pills can help you. Easy to fall to drugs and booze. The poem tells a real story. Many need the pills to be able to get out of bed and face the world. That is a sad and hard life. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote
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