Where do I begin again... damn Kara once again your words leave me trying ti find the right ones worthy of praise for you work... this speaks so gently of how love can heal those emotional scars of the past like neosporen... I've read many thing on the subject and written them myself but the way you phrase it is divine...
i scurried swift into
the earth
but blossom slowly
just for you.
like this stanza what a way to say you are coming out of your protected state to take a chance on something you know is real. I could go on and on... the beauty in your words are like that of a red rose blooming.
Nice piece. Good rythm and sound devices. I like when poets use sound devices like alliteration; it almost makes rhyming obselete, almost lol. The only thing that bothered me as the word pain in the beggining. In my poetry workshops, my prof drove the habit in me of not using abstracts in the beggining of the poem. It is much better when the abstract is conveyed through an image, at least that's my opinoin, which you could certainly ignore. Over all, great flow and rhtym. Great piece :]
Breathtakingly beautiful. I loved the flower imagery in relation to 'yourself'. It flowed very, very well. Thanks for writing something so beautiful. =D
"You peel away the layers of pain in my heart." I could read this hundreds of times without dimishing its meaning. Emphasis is on every word, slowly revealing implied subject. And as each word is read, an inaudible voice is heard. A voice of an author.
To be on the receiving end of this poem. It would make any lucky man putty in your hands. How is it that your words always feel so true? Yet, without truly knowing you, each person feels exactly what you put into every piece you write.
i scurried swift into
the earth
but blossomed slowly
just for you.
Delicate, boundless, and sensual. My God, what else? I am just smitten with the soft feeling this left in me when I read it. It filled my head to the brim, and now look at me reel under the effect of the impact.
I am resolved to never be content with the lives of "quiet desperation" which so many of us lead, to continuously challenge myself, and forever walk in Beauty.
I like pandas. I like writing poe.. more..