Your writing has a profoundly moving quality, stirring deep memories up from far down near the bottom of the memory well...some though a single moment in time have such depth of feeling and possess the power to stop time...arrest and captivate ones attention and imagination. Though second hand the reader stands there with you in that moment.
Observably accomplished by superb phrasing, poignant strokes of ink that stir reality on a level that spans the darkly buried lows up though the passionate emotions of heart and spectrums out in the light whimsical afterthoughts which leave one pondering the true meanings of life.
Of the 5 of your poems I just read this one touched me the most.
I tried to review this from my phone over at AB, but it wouldn't let me...
I tell you right now this one hits too close to home...They just took him off life support today.
I sit and live with the contemplations of suicide on a regular basis, bipolar mind set to a low. I was sitting in the hospital two nights ago, and met his daughter for the first time. Sweet lady, didn't need to see her father on life support. Man my heart sunk. He didn't leave her a note, just a bottle of empty pills. I don't judge him, I have lived in the thoughts that took and forced his hand, but the pain in her eyes, it shook me. A taste of reality.
RIP Cousin...
As always Robin, you've evoked my heart to stir with emotion raw!!!
Great Write!!!
RLG,
Tommy
a stunning opening and some lovely descriptions and images flood through the poetry building layers of nuance and meaning. this is intricate poetry that tells a story, emotional and rich in texture with a sad edge. utterly briliant!
and a plate falls, and the night shatters and I felt her, there
still wanting to touch me.. amazing! you captured one of those moments, from the other side, and penned it beautifully.
back stroking against twilight...beautiful.
Brilliant Robin, like most of your work these days. Thanks.
This prose skates a fine edge. A high wire feat, dangerous balance that can only yield the exquisite images and haunting story without losing style and concept. But then it goes further, revealing deep inner personal feelings and an emotive spell that uncovers all the broken secrets. Master stroke here. Bravo.
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