The Stings

Momma told me
Just at the moment that things get really hot is the moment when one must wonder if they are or are about to regret that awesome, atomic infusion of energy. Or whether the pit viper will strike. I wonder.-Lantz Pierre
This is an imaginative poem replete with imagery.-Robert Murray Smith

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Half – Being

Very good questions finalize this lament against alienation. Another compelling read from your talented pen Satish.- Fay Slimm

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All The Empty Hands

The Moon

and a bottomless lake - a cross-sensational image permeating spectra of time and the elemental - wondrous line - allets

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Ninth Month

Such an interesting write, lots of food for thought as all your writes are-well done.-Brenda

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Pick Up The Dawn

I liked this quite a bit. It had a very earthy vibe to it. Which, considering the category it was submitted under, is quite fitting!-Kurt

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Faces

A lot of food for thought-well done.-Brenda

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Flares

This evoked strong imagery and said so much with so little, very beautiful.-Kestrova

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Strangely

Great write.-Tony36

Wonderful write my friend. People are very strange indeed! we need to check our self's.-willyweed

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The Final Retreat

When my time comes, I will lose everything............ Plain truth about life. Congrats for being the member's -Jayatissa K. Liyanage

We owe nothing! And you seem able to put across nicely. -Christina Simmons

Transcendent
The tone of loss here is heart aching. The imagery is both concrete and physical while also being diaphanous and ethereal. There is science present, religion and strong emotive power. Something like remorse moves through the verses without being remorseful. The emotions and intellect both are owned, but elusive. This is a very moving poem. A very human poem. Transcendent in its execution. Humbling. -Lantz Pierre

Gradually I will stop
speaking about myself. When
my time comes, I will lose everything
and set you free.

The blind eagle will find its abode.
- - - - - - - - - - -A deeply philosophical poem
Poetry speaks our life.Poetry is the retreat of a poet. But gradually we all prepare for our final retreat.
.Congratulations for Poem of the day. -Bharati Nayak

Fire! !
This was not the game. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.-Edward Kofi Louis

Excellent Poem
Indeed it is a final retreat. Congrats for the honour of POTD.-Mohammed Asim Nehal

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Ghost Town

Excellent word play.-Jessica

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Carnality

This writing spoke to me in such a powerful way. I used to be afraid of much of what you wrote about and even now I come with apprehension somewhat because so much was too complicated for me to grasp and yet I was oftentimes finding direction in your words and so I would open your pages and do the best I could with understanding.-Debera

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From The Cherry Blossoms

LINKS THE MOVEMENT OF GRIEF
Like the saunder waves of grey-burkej1h

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Inward Journey

The mentor wants blood, truth
The mentor wants blood, truth was in body,
small seeds of life.
The mentor wants food, truth was in blood --- small seeds of the dandoline!!!-burkej1h

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Flame

Yes, I like the profound sense in this poem. Searching for the truth needs the energy/heat of the Spirit within. We must not lose that!- MrJMSm

A very good write.-Trucker

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Transitional Edge

great write as always.- mesayers

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