There is little left for me to say by way of comments as you know me so well now and vice-versa...I can only send you notes to let you know that I've read your work and offer my ear (or eyes if you will) should it ever be needed...likewise, your writing is vivid and powerful enough that it does not require technical input...your voice is a breath of fresh air when positive, and a lightning rod of poignancy when negative, but both states transcend the page and penetrate the mind...you're the total package, to put it one way...I know you've had a rough few days and I hope that Frieda the dancing sensualist will return soon ;)
Ha, I just went from the deep psychotic to the dancing sensualist, gotta love this place! Thanks so.. read moreHa, I just went from the deep psychotic to the dancing sensualist, gotta love this place! Thanks so much Steve, you give good review! ;-) xo
Haha barely...real long week, and I still have another weekend to get through here ;P But I'm glad y.. read moreHaha barely...real long week, and I still have another weekend to get through here ;P But I'm glad you remembered me while I was gone ;) xox
I used to say that prayers were not answered...but in my old age ..I renig and say..my wishes were not granted..perhapss my actions were induced to answer my own prayers?
I feel you slipping back to poetry dominated by the shaddows again. Your writing never fails to be wonderful but I personally like it better when you seem to have moved on to life as it can be for you.
You have painted a sad, yet beautiful write...I felt the perseverance within you growing strong, and that brought comfort to me as I read this.
Thank you for sharing this fragile work of art, a little piece of you..~xo~
I think these sentence strings can sever the thickest heart,within a ghost writer's cavity, the flow like "like a dagger to the heart blood pooled around my feet
whilst you begged for mercy prayers were never answered
screams were never heard only the echoes of violin tears whilst I grew strong" I am invested holey into the circulatory system of this humanly possible piece...good stuff
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..