“Lost Flight”

Witnesss the assassination of fear..

Mega-powerful composition, Tinka..and so is the strength of your conviction. Awesome!

Love, Rhonda

My heart felt your fall.

Ron

There is great love and saddness in your words.... this one stikes deep to the lonliness separation can bring.

MY heart goes out to you on this simple sad poem! With lots expressed from your Soul Tink Sis!
I feel your stinging tears upon your cheek, and I offer you much insight and sTrength Sis!
Great poem of depth! PEACE and Light! Cry Your Heart Helps Tinks, It Helps Greatly!
WArm HuGs, Sheeeoxxo

What a powerful poem ! Crying cleanses the soul ! Thankyou for sharing with us....M

crying does help Tink, touching poem. Actually I'm happier because i know how too cry

OH Tinka!!! I keep saying I'm reading everything back to front tonight... but wish you'd bin on MY beach today... sounds like we were doing the same escape-trick, but from polar perspectives. My "twin poem" would have bin for you too... somethin about being wrapped in an invisibility cloak on the misty ramparts of a derelict castle ruin, lost in the mists of time but living in that special moment to which the whole of our life is attached... somethin like that anyways... haven't written it yet! But yep... givin way to the deeply submerged griefs in life can be as a necessary cleansing purge... and where better to get rid of it all, but on a beach where the winds and waves just scoop it all up and carry it away... May answers to prayer and deep relief be yours, Honey. LOL K xx

A poignant reflection that conveys the fragility of our humanness dipped in aching tears. The shortest verse in the New Testament reads, 'Jesus wept' In that fleeting moment God would have also received your pain as prayer.

Sad, beautiful and powerful work.
Enjoyed much.

Panda :)

You have plenty of wisdom Tink's...this is a deeply a sad but beautiful write, your prayers will be answered chuckie.

Paul;-)

Sad and sincere, Tinka.

Brett

it all comes down to how we handle pain ... and you always know how to handle it with eloquence and grace ...

I've learned how to cry in plain sight; I hide my tears behind big sunglasses. Love is real as long as it is only out of sight. If it's out of touch too...then it is not for real. A lesson I learned the hard way. ~ Sara

Such depth of sorrow yet the beauty in the poem depicts your poetic skills sis. My heart goes out to you, I know what it is to be restricted from true love!Be blessed! ET

I agree with Marty...this is beautiful in a sorrowful way. You have my blessings.
Love,
Susan

Tinka...so sad yet a very beautiful poem...

martin

Pray For Wisdom,i.e. As Long As You Don't Look Back It Won't Be Fleeting Moment With Your Face Down In (Hell)Sand --Take My Little Chidren' Hand...

TRASK

Tinks

Wisdom will be given you and more
All you have to do is ask your Redeemer for it..;-)

Love and Blessings

Peter

i like the pray for wisdom part best

Tinka, I'm so thoughtful you pour everything of yourself into what you write. it opens the door for those of us who hold back at times. sometimes it takes life knocking us down through loss or otherwise so that we do fall on our knees and pray. Dawn

We all need your understanding of pain and of wisdom. Victor

My dear friend, you're a wise and beautiful woman, full of wisdom, full of love.Beautiful you are. Your adoring fan, Holly

Beautiful, Tinka, yet brims with hope and promise! Great stuff; brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D

This is beautiful, Tinka, and while sad, it still breathes with hope.
Very nice.
Love,
CJ

Deep introspection and wise, dear (((Tinka))); well done!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Very philosophical young lady...so much to assimilate...Ed

Ah Tinka, how deeply this poem touched my heart, so very poignant,

Reindeer

The depth of your poetry is truly amazing.

The university of life, we never stop learning.
Strong introspective thoughts...

Quite sad, Tinky - and we all often have to pray for wisdom.

This is a beautiful poem Tinka. Thanks
Rusty