I read this as a lament on the splintering ability of human beings to communicate with each other, everything is virtual now...the heatless warmth was the driving image here for me...the cold feels more real, and more indicative of human nature...the extension of warmth has become a hollow gesture in so many ways...wonderful writing Frieda :)
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11 Years Ago
I like your review better than my poem! ;-)
11 Years Ago
Well if my review is that good, it's only cuz I was inspired so much by the poem ;)
As always pathos in platefulls of tangled spaghetti words that taste of bitter medicine.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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That's not constructive, now you're just being mean John.
11 Years Ago
I think the poet doth protest too much! we all want to write for impact, to convey pathos and meanin.. read moreI think the poet doth protest too much! we all want to write for impact, to convey pathos and meaning and emotion and that is what this piece does my sensitve lady of the night.
oh wait, restraints, i have to remember that. sorry thinking of current story, oops. you're quite we.. read moreoh wait, restraints, i have to remember that. sorry thinking of current story, oops. you're quite welcome, Frieda :)
11 Years Ago
Is it about handcuffs? lol ;-)
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all i'm ah gonna say, it's about ahem, control, in every which way :))
The journey started joyfully but destruction happened somewhere along the way leaving the soul devastated and scarred. Very powerful descriptions used there to convey the feelings of bitterness and pent-up hurt.
A very touching write from you Frieda. You were outstanding here. Pen on! 100/100
way cool Frieda ima spend some time thinking with this one then come back in the mean time loved the comparisons gonna have to take some time with the metaphors though but i'm sure i'll get it and be impressed when i do
If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..