I think many of us have times when we can't share what we feel....M
Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)
Reviewed on July 12, 2012
Both pain and pleasure are paint daubs on the pallet, Andy, accompanying a score of other pigment hues. Newly reading your writings here in the Den, I see your brush is in all of them. ~~ Diana
Your Brit wit is shining, Andy! I think you need a few toasted marshmallows, some graham crackers, and a bar of chocolate.
I'm about to make S'mores and I'd like very much if you'd join me across the sea. You just need some emotional nourishment to get your muse going strong.
Since I lost my best friend dad, my muse has gone silent too.
Blessings,
Christine
I like the conundrums here, Andy: the pain is so intense that it's leaking out through the cracks of a very deep well that has, perhaps, been supressed - and yet there is also a drought of words to express it. The lines are so small and tight the fear, phobia, sense of lack of air, etc, is very well communicated and felt. Great compression of ideas also makes the heart and lungs feel squeezed. Also like the play on words with doubt and drought. Neat work which I think could be tweaked to be even tighter to prise out the small repetitions! :)) xx
There once was a well
That became drier than hell
Simply because
A muse had some flaws
But since none of that mattered
It was eventually flattered
Till the well became full
And the story's no bull
Because fear is no friend
And droughts all do end
squeeze, wrestle or coerce it Andy just please see to it that it gets out - as for doubts, you should have none as this ditty is wittier than most - I wish you love and peace my dear friend - Jon Michael
IN ORDER TO FIX AN 'ITCH', ONE HAS TO FIRST ADMIT THEY HAVE ONE. THE VERY FACT THAT YOU FEEL A NEED TO 'BARE IT ALL', SHOWS GROWTH AND YOU'RE MAKING A GREAT START WITH THE SHARING OF THIS REVELATORY WORK.I HAVE NO DOUBT...WHEN THE DAY ARRIVES THAT YOU JUST 'GO FOR IT...', THE WORK THAT FLOWS OUT OF YOU AT THAT TIME, WILL BE WORTH EVERY MINUTE OF THE WAIT! SINCE YOU ALREADY WRITE SO WELL, I AM LOOKING FORWARD FOR THE 'RELEASE' OF THIS PENT UP OFFERING. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
I have found there is a wonderful freedom and healing in 'letting it out'...but it has to be the right time for you...I think you are nearing this time...
Best wishes, Diana...
Your words go deeper than many might think and your thoughts parallel my own in many ways. There are many reasons you may not want to let this poem "out." I pray that you will find the answer to your dilemma and open your heart only if nd when you feel you should. Very good writing, Andy.
Oh my Andy, keeping the readers in much suspense with this secretive write not letting the words out. I must add, hope there is a sequel where you spill the beans. Fantastic poetry as always Laura
Andy, this is really good! hahaha, How articulate of me! This is concentrated emotion packed into three short verses and I can completely relate to it. Awesome! -
"There's a poem within me / That I'm afraid to let out"
I know we have had our problems, Andy, but here is some advice whether you want it or not. Let the damn poem out. I wouldn't be the man I am today if I had kept things hidden from view. Write your words, they will free you.
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I'm about to make S'mores and I'd like very much if you'd join me across the sea. You just need some emotional nourishment to get your muse going strong.
Since I lost my best friend dad, my muse has gone silent too.
Blessings,
Christine
To unique words flowing from your soul.
Lady Mary Ann
That became drier than hell
Simply because
A muse had some flaws
But since none of that mattered
It was eventually flattered
Till the well became full
And the story's no bull
Because fear is no friend
And droughts all do end
Patrick
Ron
Anna
Best wishes, Diana...
*Andy*
for a reveal!!!!
Lady Vivian
Joy L. Hale
Regis
I know we have had our problems, Andy, but here is some advice whether you want it or not. Let the damn poem out. I wouldn't be the man I am today if I had kept things hidden from view. Write your words, they will free you.