This is so gorgeous...I love that you are such a kindred spirit. You are so brave to let us into your world...I hope you can feel my gratitude. I often marvel at how things that feel so ugly can be painted so pretty with our words. I think that's why I write sometimes. I can control the horror a bit, make it more tolerable. Strange how stunning it looks when in the guise of poetic prose....hauntingly beautiful, as always....xx
WOW!!! never stop amazing me with your art!!! love the word play as always... its awesome your ability to take a reader and grasp them right from the start!!
Damn you're good. I mean real good. From the intensity to the imagry. The sue of language through to the theme. Sensational work. Just a bit jealous. But when your this good, what woulod you expect? Proper job mate.
I love the starkness of this piece--and the last stanza--I think many of us have been in this place before--for me it is always a question of the ferocity of the state of being at the time--and how we respond to it---
Did you know that when you're saved and you know God loves you, many times he will blind you to Himself, purposefully making you think He's gone and forcing you to feel alone? He does this for several reasons: first, it forces you to have simple faith in daily life--like, you can't see God or sense him, but you know, deep down, he hasn't left. Second, it makes your heart and spirit stronger--just like a swordblade. When a Christian heart (blade) is forged, to strengthen it, the swordmaker beats the hell out of it repeatedly, giving a man one hardship after another throughout all life, toughening him up and when he survives it by having faith, in the end God proves to him that he was never gone in the first place. (I have more experience in this than I care to remember. One of the greatest hardships facing all Christians is loneliness).
If you ever meet someone who's saved, and they have an easy wonderful life, then either they're not really saved at all, or God hasn't hit them with adversity yet. Believe me, when God does put obstacles in your life--you'll think a bridge came down on ya. True, I swear. Gotta go--bye :)
This shakes me only because of the line "the Lord God himself turned from me as I fell before his throne." If you believe in God even one little morsel of an ounce, then you know that part to not be true. Granted this is a Poem and not to be taken as gospel and I do agree that it is a beautiful piece. Just a bit disturbed by that line. Beyond that, excellent write deathdealer.
"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more..