This is crystal writing, Lori, and is like that steam, soaking into and opening pores of minds and emotions for a thorough detox. Co-dependencies can be heavier than a ball and chain yet appear to be as delicate and pristine as the fine bone china the tea may be served in. The willow-pattern tendencies keep the ball rolling, regular as time-for-tea clockwork. And love that moment of cleansing clarity through the mist when honesty briefly un-writes the hurt. One of your recent best, I'd say. xx
Sometimes, it feels as though we have to strike a balance between two bad choices. Maybe there was a third choice, that was over-looked. One that can take away the loneliness. Great poem, Lori! ~ Sara
Being lost in your own passion is a thrilling, uplifting experience.
Give yourself a gift: Get lost every day! I'll be joining you, if I can. A little mood music often helps.
One lump in my tea, please.
Richard
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 3, 2009
I had three cups of green tea with lemon "with" honey today. Just so you know . . . LOL
My green tea wasn't drank with the demons which it seems you drank yours, however / "symbiotic cycles" / Such dreary words / I hope things will get better / They will, you know?
Lori,
Your understanding of symbiosis is outstanding here, and your way of expression, the hard, deliberate punctuation slowing and pausing the reader, is perfect in the context, and the pain is real and felt.
Caught within the doldrums of a depressing reality...we strive to find a moment of comfort, only to know that we must let go if we ever want to truly live again. Shedding one's skin is painful at frist but ultimately it enables growth and liberation.
Wonderful writing.
Take care,
Sherry
Ah ... introspection and a hint of sadness here.
"Moving on" is easier said than done.
Focusing ourselves on something that we love to do
can often dissipate or even eradicate that cloud
that at times settles around us.
Blessings poetess ...
r
Like the subleties of this write, there is sadness but tempered by someone accepting reality and ready to get on with living...love the line "...green tea and lemon...no honey today"
IT ESPECIALLY HAPPENS IN HARD MOMENTS...WE ARE DRIVEN TO THE REFUGE OF THE GIFT HE HAS PLACED INSIDE OF US...SEEMS THAT HEALING AND STRENGTH COMES FROM WRITING WORDS THAT FLOW AT THAT TIME AND WE'RE ABLE TO CLIMB UP OUT OF THAT HOLE AND GO ON...'CAUSE WE KNOW WE'RE GOING TO MAKE IT. THANK GOD FOR THE GIFT AND THANK YOU FOR SHARING THIS WELL WRITTEN WORK THAT'S FILLED WITH HONEST EMOTIONS. BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
Reviewed on October 3, 2009
Hmmm. Very painful, such a cycle. Nicely written. So how does one break the vicious cycle if they're all symbiotic? That's the hard part. Be good.
Angela Calminetti, mother of five, New Age practitioner and gifted psychic and telepath, is proud of her family ties and does everything she can to make sure that all of her younger siblings are as happy in love and marriage as she is…whether they wa
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But you know what Lori. I forgive them all from the bottom of my heart.
Jerry
Anna
Ron
Give yourself a gift: Get lost every day! I'll be joining you, if I can. A little mood music often helps.
One lump in my tea, please.
Richard
My green tea wasn't drank with the demons which it seems you drank yours, however / "symbiotic cycles" / Such dreary words / I hope things will get better / They will, you know?
Your understanding of symbiosis is outstanding here, and your way of expression, the hard, deliberate punctuation slowing and pausing the reader, is perfect in the context, and the pain is real and felt.
John
Wonderful writing.
Take care,
Sherry
TRASK
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
"Moving on" is easier said than done.
Focusing ourselves on something that we love to do
can often dissipate or even eradicate that cloud
that at times settles around us.
Blessings poetess ...
r