This emotion charged portion of a epic story really entails alot of feeling. A joy for this reader to read and I plan on visiting your port very soon!!!
You have wove quite a consuming story here
It is always great to read someones fantasies about what could be.
Again I thank you for posting this grand tale of a Christmas
The first read I get on this is slightly choppy... I feel it engage with the sentiments that your trying to convey but the attempt to make the rhyme "work" makes it stilted somewhat... However I could be wrong.
I like this poem and I guess the thing that attracted me to it is I have one by the same name...
I am not quite clear on the issue if this is a certain style of poem or if it is free style (I really need to get out more I suppose... ).
It delves into the flesh and shows that parts of our being can be exposed through the words we convey to enable othes to see the real us... However I could be wrong..
Awesome Poem!!!
I enjoyed this very positive poem... I think it is a must read for anyone that plans to write poems... I know I am glad I came here to call!!!
I also see you have a wdc birthday coming up Happy B-day to you and I hope to see many more for you here at our site!!!
I am a member of the American workforce myself... I have over 30yrs in the construction and maintenence industry.
I have worked from border to border and coast to coast doing construction work.
I used to think that they should all be shipped back or shot trying to cross over into the US.
I have changed this view in the last few years...
My first job in the "real" construction world was in clear lake Texas working on about 40 tract homes. My first day was a monday and when I arrived there was over 200 mexican nationals there trying to go to work for the general contractor.
They wanted to work doing the concrete, the studs for walls, the sheetrock, and many other menial labor jobs.
I was at that time trying to break into the electrical feild and I walked past all of these men that wanted jobs. The general contractor had a mexican man that spoke and translated for him. He was the feild boss.
As I started working I noticed a difference between the electricians, the plumbers, the a/c, and the supervision. We were all white.
I watched those illegal aliens work and most of them were hard workers and knew their crafts (ie carpenters, roofers, concrete, etc).
After two weeks came payday. I got my paycheck on a friday morning.... A little while before lunch the feild boss came in and told the main man "They are taking my boys!"
I went outside and sure enought there were 5 or 6 immegration busses getting these workers loaded up.
I worked there all summer and watched this scene repeat itself many times.
Looking back I see now astronauts living in houses that were built by funds only for the wages of the electricians, the plumbers, and the air conditioning guys. And the only other funds out of pocket for these general contractors was the materials and of course the feild boss...
I have been on many jobs where the man driving the portacan truck vaccuuming out the human waste couldnt speak one word of english.... Would you want his job I ask you?
This poll is very generalistic in the answers that we have to choose from and I guess that is what we all share in common ....... is we are all different.
I myself am not totally white nor would I really want to be... I am a true native of this land and how do you think we feel?
What an excellent observation your wise teacher had!!!
This is easy to use in any area of interfacing with others. Your simple plain story told of depths deeper than the oceans. It shows compassion that didnt go unheeded but was rewarded without a sound or a word!
You are a fine storyteller and one I plan to return to from time to time to find out what you have done with your talent!!
Looks like i came to the right place for a smile!!!
Its always a nice visit to find your words and thoughts put down in your insightful port!!
I am glad I found my way here again and I will again from time to time
I want to wish you a very Merry Christmas to you and yours I hope the best for you in your persuit of writing and I think that you will make it one day! You have the talent and I hope to see your name in lights (or at least on the cover of a book lol)
Excellent description and metaphore you help us to envision here in your poem!!!
I must admit that I feel like one of those that get caught in a crag from time to time and I can follow your thoughts that help us all form a mind picture
This is a question we must all ask ourselves from time to time. One of many that I find myself asking frequently. I think that your answer is the best answer to this untimely question. I'm sure you didnt sit down and just write this. I think you thought and thought about and finally when you thought it through your answer came to you!!!
I hope that one day I can answer the question with the same conviction and heartfelt compassion that you have shown here
I too love my mother and in all honesty I loved my father too!!
My father was to me as your mother was to you. He showed me what unconditional love was all about.
He is now gone and I miss him so but I also here his words to me as if he is standing right next to me and his guidance lives on and on, as will his memory.
It is wonderful to hear such an uplifting testamony about a relative that made a positive difference in our lives I just had to share this!!!
Thank you for touching a part of me that needed being touched today!
Keep on writin' and I'll keep on readin'
YOur friend John
This one is very easy for me to relate to as a native American going to a school where I was a one of a kind I too can feel the pain and misery that you describe so easily (it seems). I am glad that there are others that endured what we have to become the people that we are today. I does like your poem says make us strong
Always Your friend John
Ahhhh the writings about a cat... Volumes would fill palaces I truly believe. Even if you dont like cats and you write one fateful day...
I found this a very amusing read and one that plays scenes in my mind as well!!
I have never actually wanted a cat, that is until I had a family and the way you wrote this anyone who has been under the same roof with one of the feline variety can understand your thoughtful nature and wit that you also employ here!!!
The way you express your self and the situation is very clear and witty from time to time!
Its always a joy to meet 'newbies' here as they often give us ideas that we havent looked at from your point of view!
I welcome you to W.com and hope to see you post more in your port!!
If at this ripe old age your writing poems like this I wish I could read your words again in say 5 yrs or so as you really implant thoughts that I can readily identify with. And others too I'm sure. I look forward to your collaborated work that one day will be complete!
Living with dead in my head... If it wernt so emotionally founded this rocks bud!!!
You seem to have a gift with words and how to word phrases! I found the subject matter to be more intense than I would even with the description you gave. the vividity you add to these lyrics only need music to make it happen.
Keep on writin' and I'll keep on readin'
JK
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