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No, we should never throw away the darkness..it has its place in showing us the light...

Myrna

Very deep.

Chrissy

as a poet travels through life, he experiences various states of being ... they are fragments of ourselves that make us what we are today ... we can dwell within them or transcend their influences ... i think you've surpassed this frame of mind, especially since you can't remember writing it ...intriguing poem, btw ...

You are diverse sweet Fee. This is a pen where you throw off that dark cloak and are awakened. I admire the dark part of your poetry and it shows the surprises that await us reviewers in the future. More to come...Super!!!
Love,
Susan

maybe you should toss that old journal after all....*smiles*..not that it is bad poetry, just not the kind of memories you want lurking about in the future

Old scars and memories always send the dark angles dancing and they are relentless in reminding you of the pain and sores. Captured so well Fee!!!!

Light & peace,
Joselyn

This is wonderful, Felix, I am glad that you didn't throw it away. Perspective is everything and this is one of those poems that can be read from the inside or from without.
Take care,
Sherry

This is very Good that's why I say
you should not throw it away.
This is beautiful poetry The dark
Angels are dancing all around Wow!
This is a beautiful writing and very
Profound poetic View of thoughts..
Love And Peace To You...Morning Star
Thoughts

Yep, like walls closing in. The imagery is razor sharp, Pops: Shit on dirty snow a farm girl like me can relate to. I like the way that you arrange this so that it can seem that it is OUR fault that those dark angels are dancing all around, when mostly it is the coming together of circumstance: if our spirits are as sensitive as you suggest here, than it is not as if we have consciously lived so as to invite them... But there are times in our lives when we can feel consciously distanced from The Great and The Good, and you capture that perfectly here... like the 1 from 99 that has gotten lost in the bramble thicket. Soulful and real. TY K xx

Seeeee...this is good...MORE please!!

Love Tinka

You see why you should never throw that book away. Maybe today you write more polished poems, but this is a deep one. Perhaps it could be revised. I often revise my poems whether old or new. So go it and give us more of the old ones. Victor

We'll be looked on one day as;Ghost of hearts not here.We all have to go . Well done, Fee.

Gods Speed!
Michael

This is excellent, Fee. A little different from what I'm used to in your work -- very deep and gripping in it's sinister mood. I love the repetition at the end! Again, an excellent work.
Love,
CJ

well done.

Great write in that it gave me the chills...doom and gloom dances among
"the dark angels danced"
just had to shake it off my shoulders...Smiles!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~