Hey Cattie,
Interesting sentiments of inprisonment and betrayal, of abandonment. As always your poetry hits a mark beyond imagination making it so good, and so unique.
Good job, my dear! BZ
Sorry I've been a little preoccupied with my studies. School's finally back in session!
S
Class is in session. Some people have their moments..
Others are just born to do it. I felt moved by your work.
You made me think about how we look at the beautiful
firefly and trap it. We admire its beauty, but we have no
idea how hurt it is..or how we kill it with our own selfishness..
not knowing that it died from a broken heart. It knowing that
everything it sees will never be touched again.
Now this is a powerful poem, the concept is soft yet striking, i enjoy the
way you leave the specific meaning open to indivisual interpretation because
it allows a sense of mystery to play naturally through the void, and that being
the feeling of eternal heartbreak represented partly in each stanza much like
puzzle pieces, your flow of meaning links together nicely, with detailed
transitions- makes the reader stop and think about what is said in this
perspective theatrically dramatized as only a poet can draw emphasis.
which really brings the meaning to life, the ending encapsulates the eternal
feeling of being shut out forever, almost as if losing contact with someone
very close but with a sense of deep sorrow and conviction, as if something
you could've said or could have done would resolve to make the situation
better, this poem is excellent because its also easily relatable, awsome job.
Hey Cattie,
Interesting sentiments of inprisonment and betrayal, of abandonment. As always your poetry hits a mark beyond imagination making it so good, and so unique.
Good job, my dear! BZ
Sorry I've been a little preoccupied with my studies. School's finally back in session!
S
This was.. I can't decide what to say.
I considered great. I considered awful.
This was touching, and depressing, and wonderful all at the same time. It's quite simply written, but the last stanza just.. meant something.
Which doesn't happen often in writing.
I can't properly describe it. Not as I should be able to.
But take it as a good thing.
I am lots of things, but here you'd identify most with the writer and avid reader. I have three beautiful children. The oldest boy, Seth, passed last year after fighting a long battle with cancer. .. more..