Funny ending, but I have to say, that the way, ou cutted the lines irritated me a bit and didn´t make it easy to read this poem. I really had to make set a course while reading. But, when I did it, I really enjoyed it even it took me two times to read and understand the whole thing (might be my language barrier again). Keep on the good work, I defentely will come back to you and your port... Anna
Music is my everydays breath.
Music is that, what makes words more intensive and more present. If someone is a good reader, he reads in a kind of melody. So, even a good story can be kind of music for people.
When I listen to music in the train or car, I have always kind of movies in my head (if it´s good music) and I have exact pictures about the scene, going on with this or that song.
Music is the most important thing in my life (beside writing)... Anna
This leaves me breathless. Wow.
To go with no fear, but to know that you will have to go will help people who are terminally ill.
This is just well putted and understandable, but still leaves a lump in my throad. Just a thought that makes me fear... Anna
Nice short peom.
I stumble a bit over the rythm, but I can feel that peaceful day you had there.
Shame, when beer is to warm, right
Hope next time the fishes bite better.
Anyway a good work, keep on writing like that. It is a lot of fun... Anna
This happen to often, still, that men have to leave for a stupid war. Tell me one war which was won? A war is something you just can loose. At home, in the big wide world, war doesn´t makes sense.
Hope that no woman has to cry a tear because she will loose her man in a war.
Well putted and very sad... Anna
This sounds so conclusive and hopeless.
But it sounds like the thoughts I had in the beginning of the year and I don´t know why I thought that.
What will be when we are dead. Will there be nothing left?
I think this is not true that way. We all leave our little or big marks somewhere on this earth. We changed the world a bit just because we lived.
A really good work even it sounds so sad... Anna
I actually love the rain. Does that mean I love life?
I learned to love the rain last year and that was were I learned to love myself and all and everything around me. I like to be a teardrop, but a teardrop of happiness and contentedness. Just a perfect thought of you... Anna
As always just a fantastic work. I like how you put art in relation of situations and life. I like to see art even in the nature and the changing pictures every day, every season.
We have that word art in germany aswell, it means variety or character
Interesting, right? ... Anna
You hit the nail on the head. A question which is asked for hundreds of times every day, everywhere in the big wide world. And, did we find an answer? Is the answer different for everyone who ask? I think, we can´t find an answer to that question, but sometimes it is good to ask even if we can´t get an answer... Anna
This is so sad. Why did you have to leave, why has it to end there? Why do you have to change life?
So, it is not love you are talking about there. Just a friendship with touching and caress?
Good and emotional written, liked it a lot. Hope you will win.... Anna
You described a beautiful picture of the PAST, the NOW and the FUTURE.
So many things happened, so many things happen and so many things will happen.
How can you describe it better than with the generations of a family.
I like family history. The tragic, the love, the hate, the dissapointments and the hope.
Very well done... Anna
Really funny. That is the tragic of some people who want to be cool. They don´t get it, what a beautiful word well used and written can do for them. But, when they are at home, alone in their 4 silent walls, they start to listen, first to rap rhymes, just to find out, if they read it loud even Shakespeares verse has a rythm like that and than they have to admit that they like it. Good work... Anna
Who I am to critizise thoughts like that?
They are just brilliant and will open some eyes.
Great philosophic thoughts with a deep truth in them. I want more of them, as I think this is not the end. Will you take some as topics for new poems of you? Would be great.... Anna
Ha, again back on you and your wonderful work. This is just to cute. This is the most romantic picture, I´ve read for ages. I can here the silk crackle, the high heels clacking. I can see shy views of love into each others eyes. Made my day, thank you.... Anna
Parents can be so demanding. I know what you mean.
I know that there is much knowledge they want to give to us, but we as kids, how can we believe?
They do it for good and I think we now do the same with our kids.
Again just an amazing well written poem, just adorable... Anna
Very well written. You put good a story of a fighter. A story about someone who has to learn very early how to manage the life without being suppressed. And you show, that there is always someone who is "smaller" than you and you are able to win over this one. Liked it a lot... Anna
Hey, do you know me? Always when I read one of your works it seems like I read my own thougths. This is just wonderful ( I have the feeling I repeat myself, but hey, that is what it is, just wonderful). But maybe you have to go through this deep valley of emotions to write like that... Anna
This is what New York is about to be. I will be back there very soon and I can´t wait. Now I read your poem and the yearning is getting bigger. Even with a cold storm this city has charme and power. Wonderful as always. Didn´t expect less. Thanks again... Anna
You really give us the believing in love back. This is just beautiful. So full of love, so deeply felt, so real. Thank you for this wonderful peace of work. It really let my heart melt away aswell. And looking back after such a long time, still through rosy-tinted glasses, it is worth it... Anna
Very well written. Again, I liked it a lot. You know I enjoy your writing very much.
You are always able to catch emotions the right way. You described the feelings of being hurt and dissapointed just the way it is. Just pure. I really feel with you there, thanks a lot... Anna
Great to read you again
And, I like this work. As you know I love those writings about the real mystery of life. And I think those little blinky flies are really a mystery. They find each other in the dark, like sailors find the land ( you know, that blinky candle in the windows). I really love this sweet little poem, thanks.... Anna
I remember this day very well. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember I went to a festival a day after and it started to rain. I remember people running around with strange boxings which made beep sounds. I remember what I thought when I was standing there in the rain and it beeped like a strange insect all around me. I thought that all the secured feeling we all have was for nothing. Because this happend far far away from the place were I live, but we were affected like it happend in our neighbourhood. But, I was not really afraid. I think I was too young to understand what that really means. The only thing that worried me a bit more was, that we had a nuclear reactor right around the corner.
It´s shut down now for about 15 years and it is kind of museum now. But, the fish in the water around that building made out of concrete are bigger than normal and no one is allowed to fish there or eat the plants, growing really close.
Not a long time ago I saw a documentary about the missbuilded kids living really close to Chernobyl and all the health problems the people have today, because they are to poor to move in other ereas.
This was a tragic and black day on planet earth.
A day were god took a day off....
Anna
This is just beautiful. I so can picture that. I so can see that old wise man sitting there and and happy with looking back on his life. It is so fantastic written, like a painted picture. In oil. I can see you in a white, wide flying smock and a paint-brush standing at an easel painting this... with words... thank you... Anna
Thank you for clearing things up. I really undestand now better what to do with the statistics (I´m not a lover of statistics as I am with words and not with numbers), but I think these are really useful.
And as a word lover (in its very own way of meaning, as I often call myself a word-junkie )I really like that word plethora a lot. I like how it sounds, I like how it looks like. It´s just a word, but it says a lot... Anna
What a sad story. And what a tragic behind it. I needed half of the story to get behind it, that you are not speaking about a normal situation here. You builded a good and interesting story there. Just in the last one-third (right word?) I got an idea what you were on about. That makes it all very intensive and good. Ok, maybe if I putted more thoughts into the title I would have known were the story would end. But I just jumped in and enjoyed it as I felt with the main actors there. Good work.... Anna
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