... the green is showing
again. the monster of
jealousy has been
unleashed to rage my
inadequacies in life and
words --- how dare i
call this living or myself
a Poet? the prophecies
spoken come back to
haunt me: you will
always be a failure; you
will never amount to
anything. each said was
proven to be my destiny ...
I disagree. You are enough. You are a poet. You do live. Your inadequacies? Where? What? You have some internal rhyme that I can't seem to pull off as well. Your poetry is great. Tell those others to shove off. Liz
The Muse isn't kind. She gives the shining gift, but whether the world acknowledges you or not--who knows? You ARE a poet, though, lady, and lots of folks here seem to get it! Bright Blessings
Words can be absolutely devastating; they can be life-changing. I can relate to what you express here, Karla; however, I sure don't "see" you as a failure. Love, peace, and best wishes,
Words are an amazing thing...they can build up or break down, comfort and destroy... Sometimes our own words do the same to us. Sometimes in getting the negative thoughts out on "paper" we can leave the positive thoughts inside...kind of a washing the slate clean and ridding the head of monsters (maybe even of the green kind... hee, hee...)
When others have nothing else, you, Karla, will still have your words in poetic form... a legacy that you are NOT a failure...but rather, a masterful poet who shares her heartfelt emotions with others.
IF EVER YOUR POEMS have brought a smile to someone's lips, encouragement, emotional or mental nourishment, ideas and solutions, stimulating and satisfying thoughts, amusement, love, joy, laughter, empathy, tears, information, insight, ect. --- then my dear Karla, I'd say that you are a very, very successful poet! And ... a very special person!
You are o.k, even writing these small words. The caught my attention and will be passed on to others. You are never a failure, just a little down as of now. Keep writing those beauty of a story, loved them. Poems are out for now but will come back to you. Please give us your new writes. Wait for them too.
Oh yes words do hurt and no one has the right to verbably abuse us. I believe WE are all fine poets and WE have to believe in ourselves for others to believe in us. We look forward to reading your work Karla, the day you give up and listen to someone else is the only day you fail. You keep writing for US.
Karla,
You are many things, inspirational, intelligent and highly entertaining, amongst many other wonderful attributes. A failure, that you are not!
Stay well and positive Karla, we look up to you.
Your friend in Australia, Stuart
Karla:
You are not a failure in anyway shape or form, I would love to find out who told you this and slap some sense into them, this write breaks my heart, but friend you have worth, you have value, and you have a friend in me
In Christs Love
Michelle~
What the hell Karla, did you loose a fight with the weather balloon?
where does all this come from, we can't all be President or whatever,
without you, everybody else would fail, think, the universe is all one, and there no one is more important than the other, and being a failure is pure Mind F...ck... so get with it, I want to see good poetry tommorow, as always, I'm watching...Jasmin Horst
You are a dear, Karla; nothing less, and a whole lot more. And some of your poems on this site are among my very favorites-- and you KNOW how I savor poetry. --Charlie
A powerful write. Sometimes it's good to vent and let it all out. And don't believe for a moment that you're not a wonderful poet and person. you've helped through some times without even knowing it. thank you for being you.
Whoever told you that you were a failure does not know the strong Karla I know, the one who struggles through adversities, the one who usually has a sunny disposition in the midst of storm. You've had more than enough trials in life and sometimes it will wear you down. I believe in you. Excellent rant; I hear ya! Very well expressed!
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers,
As always, your twin, Karen Lynn. :(
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Reviewed on August 14, 2008
Keep smiling sweet lady..I hope you are ok...HUgs,much love to you
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When others have nothing else, you, Karla, will still have your words in poetic form... a legacy that you are NOT a failure...but rather, a masterful poet who shares her heartfelt emotions with others.
You are one of my favorites...
Cryssa :~)
Newfie Hugs are on the way in full force, Rose
You are many things, inspirational, intelligent and highly entertaining, amongst many other wonderful attributes. A failure, that you are not!
Stay well and positive Karla, we look up to you.
Your friend in Australia, Stuart
You are not a failure in anyway shape or form, I would love to find out who told you this and slap some sense into them, this write breaks my heart, but friend you have worth, you have value, and you have a friend in me
In Christs Love
Michelle~
where does all this come from, we can't all be President or whatever,
without you, everybody else would fail, think, the universe is all one, and there no one is more important than the other, and being a failure is pure Mind F...ck... so get with it, I want to see good poetry tommorow, as always, I'm watching...Jasmin Horst
I think you are one of the best poets I've encountered and you write with such nakedness of emotions your poems are so pure. I love your style.
Cynthia
Fee
A powerful write. Sometimes it's good to vent and let it all out. And don't believe for a moment that you're not a wonderful poet and person. you've helped through some times without even knowing it. thank you for being you.
Mary
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers,
As always, your twin, Karen Lynn. :(