Shame can blur one's vision like smoke when we blame not ourselves but others when doubt steps into one's mind. We fan the embers of the fire of doubt until the smoke burns our eyes and tears of guilt and blame spring up, to the point where we are almost drowned within them! Wow! What a magical poem which captivated this reader. A truly intriguing gem, superbly inked. Thank you for sharing, dear poet...
Posted 3 Weeks Ago
3 Weeks Ago
Thank you for digging this one up. Your remarks are most gracious and deeply appreciated. Thank you .. read moreThank you for digging this one up. Your remarks are most gracious and deeply appreciated. Thank you humbly
Shame, blame and name calling....sounds like our politicians these days...
and the sputtering spark...old flames finally pass on the torch to others...or should.
Posted 1 Month Ago
1 Month Ago
Thanks Jacob I so appreciate your visits and value your comments.
Shame, blame, guilt, tears... these are sorrowful words Soren....this is a very dark, descriptive poem
about these moods; the only hope i see is the lake, perhaps a symbol of new life, nutrients for the earth, otherwise all is dark and gloomy, like black coal....my interpretation....heavy stuff...
Warmly, B
Posted 1 Month Ago
1 Month Ago
Thank you Betty for the read and interpretation that runs pretty much on target. However there must .. read moreThank you Betty for the read and interpretation that runs pretty much on target. However there must be darkness to have light. Thank you so much for the review and interpretation.