I'm not quite sure I know how to respond to your Author's Note... I don't know if you're joking or if you're actually serious... Well, either way, I hope everything is alright.
Well, uh, anyways, you did a really great job on this poem. It was full of emotion.
"My oceans of neverending tears
Dried up, like desert without rain."
I love those lines. A very good comparison.
I sometimes find myself "crying oceans of never ending tears" on random evenings. Everything just sends me off in tears, no matter how small it was. That's kind of what I thought of when I read those two lines. But, I suppose crying can be very helpful. Just gotta get it out, right?
There also seems to be a lot of hope in this story (well, poem) when you talk about a weight being lifted off your shoulders, your new freedom, your mended wings, no more tears... If only things could stay that way after being fixed. ...That's a very negative thought - ignore that!
Anywho, you did a wonderful job. Bravo!
I am not sure what to say except that your poem was powerful and brought to light a very personal aspect of your life. Emotions always remain jumbled but a sense of profound peace help entangle the mess in the mind. The feeling of new-ly found freedom from the burdening presence of someone is clearly expressed. Well done.
The poem told a personal story. Each life is different. Hard to understand when you know pieces of someone life. Something should be personal. A strong poem with a powerful tale.
Coyote
This is remarkable. I may use that phrase quite often but it still does not take away from the genuine meaning behind it. This for me pretty much sums up a lot on how I have been feeling lately.
I'm not quite sure I know how to respond to your Author's Note... I don't know if you're joking or if you're actually serious... Well, either way, I hope everything is alright.
Well, uh, anyways, you did a really great job on this poem. It was full of emotion.
"My oceans of neverending tears
Dried up, like desert without rain."
I love those lines. A very good comparison.
I sometimes find myself "crying oceans of never ending tears" on random evenings. Everything just sends me off in tears, no matter how small it was. That's kind of what I thought of when I read those two lines. But, I suppose crying can be very helpful. Just gotta get it out, right?
There also seems to be a lot of hope in this story (well, poem) when you talk about a weight being lifted off your shoulders, your new freedom, your mended wings, no more tears... If only things could stay that way after being fixed. ...That's a very negative thought - ignore that!
Anywho, you did a wonderful job. Bravo!
Your recollections are drops of dark paint on a canvas, both in your profound poetry and your powerful note... Both stun me to silence. There is a healing and release you've found after such a painful past. May you now dance in peace.
My first reaction to your poem was well done...great imagery, rhythm and tale...
Until I read your "Author's Note" at which time I became blown away...
Naturally, I had to reread the poem...
Only you and a few know the reason, the hatred and the glee
but knowing the reason for writing "Peace of My Heart" makes it that much more poignant, powerful, and revealing.
I hope BK, by writing this cathartic work, you are in fact free.
Terrific job!!
allen
My name is Anna Rose...
what can I say about myself?
I'm 20 learning to live on my own, trying to escape from a dark part of my life. Been writing my heart since I was able to write. I write whate.. more..