I truly wish that I could give an answer here. The only problem is that I lived through this and was unable to truly come to grips with the seperation. The redeeeming factor is that the one I was seperated from felt the same and after many, many years apart we are now back together. I'm sure that if you read mine and Crystal's work you'll see how much pain and heartache we truly went through to get where we are now. Thank you for sharing and I hope in some way that this was helpful.
This is beautiful! Nice ideas presented here. It is nice to think that you can lie to yourself but ultimately where does it leave you. Powerful and true. I love it!
Sometimes it is really really hard to forget and we experience very deep sorrow. I know.
It is very interesting how your mind is thinking of creative ways to forget in the poem.
wonderful expressed.
ahhhh, i loved this!! i know exactly.. i am so sorry things didn't work out for you two. i always believe though things do happen for a reason.. that was a beautiful piece.
Girl you did your thing on this one..I mean i love how you expressed your anger through your words and pieced it all together..And how the last part ended I feel you on that one, it is very difficult to trust someone again who has played you for a fool once already. I know the feeling, I have been there..Sometimes we don't want to see the situation as everybody else does, sometimes we are blinded by love, but at the end, we all see the truth...Love may hurt, but always remember new love will come around to heal you..Great Write.....God Bless......
I think we all have that person that we ask "what if" about. That one where the heartache was real and lasting. The emotion here is powerful and conveyed perfectly to the reader. The ending asks the age old question; better to experience joy only to know pain or never to experience joy at all? Great write.
Disclaimer - I don't like critiquing poetry because someone pours their heart and soul into writing something that just sings to them. Then they show it to me, and because I don't have the same emotional triggers or life experiences, I don't feel what they feel. I look at their creation like a surgeon looks at a patient. It's not the little boy with bright eyes who loves cherry icees, it's a body that has a malfuntioning spleen. I don't know your poem or what brought it to life on the page. I only know what sounds right to my ears. So please ... take my crit with that grain of salt.
The intensity of emotion and sense of loss cannot be questioned in this poem. It takes me back to a place that I once dwelled in and really hate to visit again. It opens old wounds. There are a few spots where the punctuation breaks the flow like s stone in a shallow stream, but I'm sure that a tweak here and there can clean that right up.
Writing is easy. You only need to stare at a piece of blank paper until your forehead bleeds - Douglas Adams.
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I love writing...sometimes it doesn't.. more..