"Forever love" is just an illusion. Like other aspects of life, there is no perfect love. One is lucky if he or she finds a companion with similar likes and life style. It is generally, the differences in understanding the spouse that cause the rift. Of course, there is always the way to compromise if you like. 99% of the marriages work by adjustment and compromising and telling the self "all is fine, nothing to worry". Besides, there is a sentimental side to it. The marriage oaths, that bind you to a life long companionship (or is it captivity?), come sun or shower. And the question of children looms larger than anything else. You can't sacrifice their security and upbringing by giving way to your motives and often, misunderstood motives.
But the couple in the story live long with each other and on fine day decide to split. That too is ok if you are happy with it instead of repenting later.
Well, this debate can take long. Yet, I enjoyed the story from real life, where I saw marriages breaking after a long years of being together.
I find this meaningful poem quite encouraging and inspiring. Ask me why?
Like the poet I have been planning to go on a spiritual journey to a wonderful place. Now the time is running out and there are obstacles to clear yet.
I am not stopping my efforts and I am sure God will guide me find my path cleared of doubts and human errors.
My bag is packed, I got my credit card and hope to fly off to this much dreamed of destination soon.
"Days, years, decades, I've been preparing--preparing..."
Every line is related to my own present and future plans.
I wish you luck in finding and realizing your goals.
In a few lines you captured the cycle of seasons as well as human seasons.
Everyday brings hope, growth and evolution.
Each sunrise signifies a fresh beginning and each sunset prepares us for the next morning . We witness this universal phenomenon yet never could have enough. Such is the magic of nature.
Seasons slide in and slide out, silently showing change in our lives too.
“Four seasons of change
Four seasons we have”
This poem is a good reminder to evaluate change and its effect on our lives.
We do presume we do well. There is always someone doing much better.
You have shown this time-tested truth by the easily understandable analogy of lines.
“…perfectly straight line
….and the crooked lines”
Imagery appeals because you actually drew the lines and compared.
There are so many people with skills and talents out there in this wide world.
Achieving the absolute best is just not possible.
Poet’s wish to improve himself is laudable.
There’s always room to perform better.
Don’t we all feel that way?
However, few admit to mistakes as is seen in the above lines. We make mistakes because we are human. Also because we are affected by emotions, lack of knowledge, stress and so on. No one makes mistakes deliberately. Often, we commit mistakes as a part of learning process. That’s a positive angle.
Self examination helps us in improving our personalities, I believe.
In one of the essays of Bacon I find, speaking makes a full man, conference a ready man and writing makes an exact man. With these three tools, one can develop clear thinking, which in turn lessen the possibility of making mistakes.
Written like an extended metaphor, this poem gives me glimpses into the kind of life’s journey the poet had.
Starting his river journey in a “sturdy craft”, he hasn’t foreseen the lurking danger.
After unexpected challenges, he, ensnared by a “dreamy love” lets his sturdy boat drift away like a “fragile vessel”.
Despite the “ram of time” he or the boat endured staying steadfast, fearless in “the seething foamy rage”.
The story ends on a happy note. Now older and wiser, he finds himself ashore where
“his heart could please”
Multiple experiences are shown in vivid and appealing images. Life, certainly, is not a bed of roses. Experience is truly the best teacher.
This poem on names sounds significant because what is said here rings true.
People are named differently for different reasons. Some denote virtues like patience, purity or valor.
Some are after months’ names such as june or julia.
This poem is interesting by revealing truths such as its significance or swiftness. Some could be ironically otherwise like a person whose name shows honesty might be the very epitome of dishonesty.
Fantasy is worked into a real life scenario.
I like this story because I too love to pick these odd unique pieces of artificial jewelry. Pearls are obviously a big draw and the lady could hardly resist the bracelet. Hardly did she imagine that wearing it on a special day would bring her vis-a-vis a close relative of a distant past.
The basic elements of writing a short story such as a solid beginning, an interesting middle and a convincing end, are well sewn into this story.
This poem talks of the everyday blues.
Nobody is willing to work with a monotonous routine. It can break some or it can make some,
This is obviously a painful job to attend to on a daily routine.
Another sad factor mentioned here is illness suffered in secret. Hard work in a factory with health issues can make a person miserable.
This poem composed of rhyming couplets has imagery from real life scenario.
There is no punctuation whatsoever. It certainly shows the chaos in the mind.
This story left me wondering as to which side did the menacing man take. Looking at the body language of the guard dog, it is obvious whose side she was on.
The tussle between the opponents seems to involve some serious matter and then it was a real fight. It is left to the reader's imagination whether they were two men or one man and a woman.
Skillfully written avoiding small details regarding the struggle, the author had Kacey in full focus. Her hesitation and confusion were clearly shown.
"She had begun to whine and keen, her uneasiness mounting as she struggled to understand the situation, to decide which one of us needed her protection more.'
Domestic abuse is graphically shown.
Details are shocking. I wonder what ends it and when. Sadism and self importance seem to be the reasons why Dan is so abusive.
But Samantha? Too weak and too naive. Has neither combat skills nor is she street smart to turn tables on her cruel husband. Too moving with her wounds and injuries. She is just another victim with no solutions to end her misery.
When everything looked ok and the storm broke out. Unless put to an end, the abusive man rages on.
The child too would soon be at the suffering end.
The problem is shown with glaring clarity. No solution is suggested. Finding solutions would help thousands of such miserable lives.
I wish I had one for them.
A leprechaun can never be stopped from hiding his gold.
Irish legend of the elf is enchanting forever stirs my curiosity.
The magical elf is always engaged in hiding his gold in a pot under the ground, which cannot be found by the impatient and the ignorant.
I did hear that one must be constantly watching his moves, chase or follow him into the woods and gardens and track the gold.
It sounds so real that one feels like doing the exactly as told in the legend.
It is an impressive account of your love for the fish and in return the relief it brings to your mind and soul.
I am also surprised at your way of taking care of fish that you bought for the thirty gallon tank.
It is something of a new learning for me to see you and Cliff going through the disciplined process of preparing the tank/aquarium with care so the fish would stay safe from each other's predatory instincts.
" We had to wait at least three days so the biological chemicals naturally found in water would help make the tank safer."
This is possible only for the devoted fish lovers.
Glad you found a way to relax, sit back and enjoy the delights of companionship and love.
Negative company is dangerous. It awakens the bad side of anyone. No wonder the poet wants to avoid it with intensity.
"All this negativity
seems to go around
In circles...
Around here."
The problem is how to avoid it from the so called close relations. It takes much effort to channel you own inner self to positive thinking and find diversion from the cynical and overly egoistic personas.
Sometimes you can't avoid it, you can't bear with it. That's truly a clef stick situation.
I am practising to take everything in a lighter vein, which brings me relief.
A nice story well told.
Dialog and description appeal as they serve the purpose of taking the story forward to a definite end.
Lucy and Tom fall in love for all right reasons. The most important being knowing what it would be to suffer from cancer.
Lucy has breast cancer while Tom's wife died of it.
Physical attraction apart, it is sympathy and understanding that led them to the altar.
A simple story that could have taken place in real life as well.
Language and transformations flow with ease and spontaneity.
This looks like one of the shocks that life delivers. For some, it's with regard to love while for others it might be friendship or companionship. It is a stunning moment rejected by some one you least expect from. I was there going through the experience. I know how it feels.
You ponder the moment when the ego calms down and contemplate the reason behind the fiasco.
"Funny to think it wasn't to happen"
This free style poem flows well with meaningful breaks and pauses.
"I'll play again I will...
Lose
As I've done
Forever
Nothing wrong in trying again, for who knows you might win some, when stars shine on you.
A wonderfully told story of hate and love, the two strong emotions that rule our life on earth, wherever we are.
The story of a sad black boy who became victim of the corrupt power of money and lack of honesty and morals even in the halls of justice.
It showed how little sympathy was shown to the black community, who for no fault of their own landed in this land of opportunity yet face with harsh reality of being treated with cold contempt and endless hate.
The mother's story is a lesson in forgiveness and the final making of peace with life and God.
It is memorable how she accepted things of a sorrowful past and was ready to meet up with an end, which she considers with joy.
Thanks for sharing this moving tale of blood, tears and cruelty on the one hand and on the other, peace and pursuit of justice.
A meaningful and memorable poem!
Its message is clear, its impact is deep.
The poet's experience on spotting the new moon is full of varied emotions. While some bring hope and joy, others check them with the ultimate truth.
"What was, it can not last,
My eye can see more dark than light,"
The new moon is the beginning of another circle of life and death.
"A promise of new life,
A perishable destiny,"
Life is but a temporary journey, for another waits at the end of the same. A strange phenomena that repeats itself ceaselessly.
Each line has a deeper meaning as well as one that meets the eye.
Metaphors and symbols are used with discreet economy, a lot is said with the minimum use of words and a controlled rhythm.
This poem reminds me of Emerson's "Brahma", another poem carrying ultimate reality.
The sight of the ocean overwhelms me. Its denseness, its changing shades and most of all its vastness, bewilder me. Its ceaseless motion, its control to never cross the limit set an example for the fact that there is someone behind this wonder of nature.
I like this poem written in a language practised during the Elizabethan times except for the use of the phrase "his sword smoked." Smoking doesn't sit well with the rest of the poem.
To me it was covered in blood.
To gain his corrupt motive he went to extremes and paid for it with his life and peace of mind.
"Wages of sin is death."
Why does such a brave warrior believes in his willful wife?
His ambition is his fall, for it is negative in conception.
"I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself and falls on th' other."
The two girls are a delight for the parents. They are beautiful from inside as well.
They set an example for the other sisters of the world regarding how to take care of their siblings.
"“I love you too Olive. Just remember your older sister will always take care of you.”'
It comes naturally for the older one Amel, to sacrifice her gift without much ado.
The author created the story with appropriate dialog and setting.
It is effectively told as it happens to be Christmas Season. Sharing is of topmost priority here.
A teaser of a poem, where the poet makes mockery of justice. Justice, they say is blind with her or his other senses in tact. Yet, to the poet justice has
“Ears shut
Lips sealed
Feet stuck”
Justice is no longer independent. It’s a
“A Blind mouse
A caged bird
A kicked dog”
All the metaphors show that justice is impotent, no longer a powerful limb of governance, no longer faithful or genuine.
The poet says that justice waits for its master. Who could it be? The powerful head or heads of the state?
It’s a “coward” that surrendered to an unseemly thug.
There’s a final injunction in the last section of the poem,
“If you still live
Take a look around…”
The present state of justice is well reflected in this admirably composed poem.
This poem is a tribute to those who help and support the needy, suffering from health problems. They are like angels of mercy to stand like pillars of strength till health and equilibrium are restored to the sufferer.
The situation needing help is as visually shown as the one later.
“…can’t talk, can’t shout can’t even breathe”
Here comes help described with apt images and figures of speech.
“Dagger of hope slice through my soul”
Metaphor and alliteration are admirably employed.
This is a wonderful account of how John, a volunteer firefighter, saved the child from a smoke filled bathroom of her house.
The experience of tension, a worried search for the victim through poor visibility due to smoke and finally the relief of rescuing her is conveyed with convincing clarity.
Firefighting department is one of the most important limbs of the government. Society must be grateful for their prompt action and dedication to duty under emergencies.
The author hits the nail on its head when says,
“It’s never about the credit or the glory. It’s about saving the life.”
The use of the mechanics of language and style is admirable.
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