Hmmmm... Well this is hardly sweetness and light. I am sorry for this... it hurts. I want to say that the views expressed are certainly NOT mine but the fact that we can have projected onto us such powerfully persuasive thoughts which colour how we see ourselves and each other is frightening. I have been agonising over this - and, in particular, what, as poets, is "taboo" to be expressed and in what way. I am coming to the conclusion that we have a duty not to shirk the difficult (and difficult to articulate) issues, but maybe many of you have already "toughed" this one out for yourselves and "bin there and done that". For me this is still a battleground. I may not post for a bit while I try to get this sorted in my own head. After this, that will probably be a relief! Bear with me. LOL Kate xx
I don't believe anything is a taboo. As an artist you should FREELY express yourself, sweets. Don't hold back, let it flow. You are the ears and eyes of the society - as an artist. The rest do not see as much as you do. You have the gift to see what others can not. Honour that gift.
This is quite interesting though and powerful, Kate. Beautiful.
Two marvelous verses followed this one, Kate, me sweet... BUT... I could not move on for the longest time, simply couldn't stop my brain from engulfing this little verse... imagining it was hilarious, believing it made me grin hugely... then there's the poetry of it, a bullseye of an original expression! ok, ok, this is NOT a funny poem and I need to learn to behave myself but... but... but... Sigh... I wanted to pluck that verse and glue it inside my eyes so I could read it when I'm yawning and the speaker is in monotone mode, to remind me that out there in the world is Kollapse-Me-Kate, who knows how to fascinate.
Fear not, dearest, I treasured and will savor the full weight of your words, entirely. I don't so much read you as embed you in my thoughts. Your depths are bottomless... and I will always want to peek into your window of words. katy xox
Nothing is taboo, Kate - and one should truly write what one wishes to express - always. And I do find it extremely interesting that both parents saw women as strong, and men as dirty. Fascinating.
Personally, I'm glad you posted this, Kate. And, as you reminded ME recently!, the eye and voice of a poet is especially strong when it speaks truth from a variety of perspectives (you said it about 10 times more brilliantly though). It is quite interesting, if not shocking, what we absorb and then reflect from those with whom we share close relationships. You have captured that here in your usual eloquence and with a potency which is appropriate for such a write. Take care, Dawn
You should feel free to write whatever you feel comfortable with Kate. When it comes from the heart your readers know and understand.
We all have different nasty tapes that play over and over from our childhood. It is up to us to get rid of them by replacing them with better ones. Write out whatever helps you! This one is sad,but very mild;-)
Happiness and peace come from the soul when we address our "pre-programmed" messages from another time and place... its a lifelong "battle" but certainly worth the fight... an excellent heart-felt write...
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on May 20, 2005
Interesting Kate and it reminds me of something that my own parents said.
An honest opinion, as long as it is not on Religion, Politics ,or sex is OK. LOLLOLLOL
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on May 20, 2005
To write from our truth is harder and much more appreciated when it is done. Love and light to you my friend. Few are as brave as you have shown yourself in this write. When your done your sorting, I am sure you will find men are not so bad.......just don't ask me on a bad day :-)
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This is quite interesting though and powerful, Kate. Beautiful.
God bless.
Sandie.
powerfully expressed belief systems ...
like a fan."
Two marvelous verses followed this one, Kate, me sweet... BUT... I could not move on for the longest time, simply couldn't stop my brain from engulfing this little verse... imagining it was hilarious, believing it made me grin hugely... then there's the poetry of it, a bullseye of an original expression! ok, ok, this is NOT a funny poem and I need to learn to behave myself but... but... but... Sigh... I wanted to pluck that verse and glue it inside my eyes so I could read it when I'm yawning and the speaker is in monotone mode, to remind me that out there in the world is Kollapse-Me-Kate, who knows how to fascinate.
Fear not, dearest, I treasured and will savor the full weight of your words, entirely. I don't so much read you as embed you in my thoughts. Your depths are bottomless... and I will always want to peek into your window of words. katy xox
I applaud this piece. One of your best in my opinion.
Love, Bonnie
We all have different nasty tapes that play over and over from our childhood. It is up to us to get rid of them by replacing them with better ones. Write out whatever helps you! This one is sad,but very mild;-)
Love,
Alrisha
Sadness lurks behind each word--I'm so sorry. Take your time, but please, keep writing--it will help. Please believe me.
(((((HUGS))))) and love, Karla. *tears* you've made me cry--