Dishing Out

What cannot be eaten, so never give. those who forget the past...

I watched You break shattered bitter littered spilling, bathroom floor O how the cool laying crawl soothes the face and mind like the loving touch lost dribble spills warm replaced by streams tear duct tea warmer still, SO hot You were defending heart now torn slick sickening cauldron boiling flush now pounding got hotter eh sick with it thousand degrees You spilt stuff there f**k it who cares drunk on spinning words some with love others hurled those you wish, unheard foundations fallen forever forgotten for you friend but that vein is throbbing incessant scraping for knowledge cup o tea cup o tea cup o tea o how I loathe thee seared this frontal mind sculpt the lobe just one more self soothing robe And sleep promises peace running away no energy our only way to dream of life not broken sacred trust

Reviews

[Muse]

I agree with Kristallo:

cup o tea
cup o tea
cup o tea

o how I loathe thee

clever rhymes!

I liked the analogy of the bathroom floor. I think of filth..cold porcelain..it just adds to the coldness of these emotions.

got hotter eh
sick with it
thousand degrees

I don't know if this was was your aim...but these emotions of yours....a damp and uncomfortable place to be.

[Souladareatease]

Yes indeed my aim...as a place like that is....don't know about You...but when I am so upset ...hurt upset...crying bawling....my temp. rises...as it does when angry...but ten times hotter when truly upset...it's odd...same as cuts and bruises...the body temp rises to heal infection...yet draining that is...then comes sleep...indeed the filth...but in those times of despair there is no care...the mind may think on it for a second...and say fuk it!!! Thanks for reading me:)

[Muse]

we've all been there...but it feels good to come out clean and whole on the other side where the grass can be greener. :)

[Souladareatease]

Indeed this true:) very true... and these darker feels of these writes...That's how You know I was extra freakin' happy ...if i'd write of such a subject when down...i'd be toast for days lol

[Muse]

and now you are featuring all your more happy poetry...that's good right??

[Souladareatease]

hahahahahaha jus means im on a more even keel :) hehehe Thank You for that :)

[Muse]

..your ying is in balance with your yang. lol

[Souladareatease]

...best its ever been in my life...odd that...a good feeling...but very odd after so much time...

[Muse]

I agree with Kristallo:

cup o tea
cup o tea
cup o tea

o how I loathe thee

clever rhymes!

I liked the analogy of the bathroom floor. I think of filth..cold porcelain..it just adds to the coldness of these emotions.

got hotter eh
sick with it
thousand degrees

and then the cold quickly turns to a humid..wet...uncomfortable place to be. I don't know if this was your aim...but these emotions of yours....a damp and uncomfortable place to be.

[Kristallo]

Astounding. The way that you've coupled some of these words together is simply enigmatic an stunning in its creativity... the first stanza was so engaging, you have a gift for opening your compositions in such an absorbing an attentive way. There were some stanzas that I became totally immersed in, re-reading them as the depth of emotion and stark imagery washed over me like a chilling breeze. This is one example:

O how the cool laying crawl
soothes the face and mind
like the loving touch lost

It aches with realism... I really enjoyed the last four stanzas as well, they resonated deeply with me. I doubt it bears repeating that you're skill is beyond me, I love the loss and light of your words. Excellent poem.

[Souladareatease]

Thank You for such kind words and time, realism it is drawn from, pasts thankfully...but we all have visited these times in some form or other...as for skill...tsk tsk fine Poetess...we all have our styles and ways and Yours are equally expressive, and quite impressive!!! It has occurred to me...we who write...are overly-sensitive people...our feelings magnified ten times the average folk---carried in weight...whether observing Beauty or Feeling pain...we are compelled to....expressing as much of our love/hate as we can in hopes of understanding......so that we understand ourselves better, and conveying so that others will understand us....ultimately...validating ourselves as true worthwhile beings...many thoughts and angles of pondering to this I have done...which sends me to the realm of rambling and repeating Lol...so...----Thank You:)

[Kristallo]

Your welcome. :) And you're so right, i've deliberated over that too, on occasion. We who create art and have an eye for appreciating it's complexities are deep thinkers and highly sensitive beings. It's a virtue and a curse, sometimes. I don't always like to be so sensitive, especially when at the mercy of other people's whims.... but I treasure people who feel deeply and love fully. With their intuitions and compassion, they make the best friends... i'm glad you find my work to be capable, that in itself is the most useful compliment I could hope for... thanks!

[Souladareatease]

AHHH but You are QUITE incredible...don't doubt it for a minute!!!
You write such Beauty, and I shall happily repay with visits to Your fine works!!!
I too treasure These fine folk such as Yourself, I feel the most akin...rare...many write...all are struggling to express the best they can......very few write with liquid in mind to the write....I am a fan of the cumbersome writes or off time writes too...it can be a fun challenge...but that has its own form of liquid too......You are Definitely a liquid writer!!!

[Lily Mae]

Simply amazing.. I'm speechless... This hits the core of anyone who has even remotely felt this way..xo Excellent penning.. deep emotions..xo :)

[Souladareatease]

Thank You Dear Mae:) You are too Sweet!!!