I think my breathing and heart rate slowed as I read this. Maybe the world, itself, seemed to hold its breath a moment. This is writing.
Posted 3 Weeks Ago
3 Weeks Ago
Let's not start it up again...who knows what'll happen? ;) Serious kind words, so much so I had to h.. read moreLet's not start it up again...who knows what'll happen? ;) Serious kind words, so much so I had to hold my breath for a sec as well...thank you sincerely~
Well if I told you that then all the mystique and mystical nature is lost and what remains is not th.. read moreWell if I told you that then all the mystique and mystical nature is lost and what remains is not the hand of poetry at all but rather a thesis on physics and the Qualia of our perceptions… would you really rather have that? See me after class and I’ll entertain your notions as to why… if you guess correctly then I’ll acquiesce… After all… “ The Dude abides” … lol. Thanks again.
1 Month Ago
You are absolutely correct, sir, forgive this naive fool, Perdition.
1 Month Ago
Jbol…but of course. Never the need be served in forgiveness among poet to poet :)
i became lost as i read. sometimes we just don't know. lines inside of us get crossed and become blurry greys. deeply poignant and so well described (maybe too well) - concerning and almost scary. bravo.
Posted 8 Months Ago
8 Months Ago
I became lost as I read your review as well...so wonderful to hear the effect of a poem I scribbled .. read moreI became lost as I read your review as well...so wonderful to hear the effect of a poem I scribbled one night from some strange darkness and now...well now I never intended for it as "almost scary"..but then again perhaps I did..lol. Thank you for thee thoughtful words t as always and thank you for the visit!
'that only pain in trust can breathe'....I'm stuck on this line. It is the perfect thing to mull over an illusion. This entire writ reminds me of mistrust, false images, trusting only that which is in front, hoping, praying that it's real.
Nicely done. Brevity at t's finest.
Posted 8 Months Ago
8 Months Ago
"the perfect thing to mull over an illusion"...now THAT is something of worthiness! Thank you again.. read more "the perfect thing to mull over an illusion"...now THAT is something of worthiness! Thank you again~
When the world seems out of Focus and everything’s is a skewed and out of order…
Life gets strange sometimes and we feel lost even I our dreams
Posted 10 Months Ago
10 Months Ago
Especially in these living dreams, unless of course, we’re asleep; that mad colorful palette of co.. read moreEspecially in these living dreams, unless of course, we’re asleep; that mad colorful palette of consciousness and Desperado to this passing illusion. Life should be strange. It should be everything misunderstood from the pens of our senses. Thanks so much for stopping to read and for your thoughts and words.
10 Months Ago
You are most welcome. I like reading piece that make me think
I like your last stanza, I know that feeling at times.
This is well written.
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
Thanks..great pen name. We had them in spades in Texas when I lived out of Austin once ago...used a .. read moreThanks..great pen name. We had them in spades in Texas when I lived out of Austin once ago...used a tennis racket cause there were so many of them and yes I still feel guilty but I was only nineteen then so be kind..lol. Appreciate the review June Bug and will get there as soon as my keyboard stops acting up. Happy Holidays~!!
Mountain-bound for now and on towards the New Year. Should I remain beyond the hour then I will try and bring more poetry, more to the barrel of truth, as noble and silent as I can muster. For those t.. more..