A Friendly Soul (Poetry) - 3/16/2021 5:27:43 PM
Your words are golden! Yes, I've seen that friend and that soul. Write on!!
Love ya!
Jane
Panic Room (Poetry) - 9/10/2020 11:40:55 AM
I can't imagine what it must be like trapped like this in a room not of your own devising to keep the bad guys out. I have to assume by your writing this that you are making a concerted effort to escape from that room filled with panic.
Ron
The Branch With Two Red Leaves (Poetry) - 9/8/2020 4:19:30 PM
Wow! I wish I had written this; actually I feel as though I have... ...so similarily. I am not sure why but your verses speak to me as an echo, as though I'd written them myself. Most engaging and meaningful, Karen. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis. 🌺💛🍁
Panic Room (Poetry) - 9/8/2020 4:14:26 PM
For me, your verses "hit home." I have been there and I am probably a sigh away from being there again. Soul-touching poem, Karen. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis. 🌺💜🍁
Panic Room (Poetry) - 9/8/2020 1:28:36 PM
in the panic room you feel safe from what you dread
A Friendly Soul (Poetry) - 9/4/2020 11:17:20 AM
very well written piece
A Friendly Soul (Poetry) - 9/3/2020 11:25:55 AM
A friend is a friend regardless of source or goal. But one must be wary of a friend that would flee in a time of need rather than by you through it all.
Ron
Get Up (Poetry) - 9/2/2020 6:18:14 PM
Amidst all the chaos of making one's way through life in this world, your verses offer a glimmer of hope, very encouraging. Thank you for sharing, Karen. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis. 🌸🌹🌺🌻🍁
A Friendly Soul (Poetry) - 9/2/2020 6:15:44 PM
Deeply thought-provoking verses expressing a universal theme that many would seem not to be aware of... ...or in denial of its existence. Love, peace, and best wishes to you, Karen...
...Regis. 🌺🍁
A Friendly Soul (Poetry) - 9/2/2020 9:47:37 AM
Your muse may lack a soul, but you are soul all the way. And so inviting. Applause.
The Young Woman and the Sea (Poetry) - 8/27/2020 4:20:45 AM
This is just downright good writing. So glad I stumbled over your pen.
Two Minutes to Midnight (Poetry) - 8/27/2020 4:17:37 AM
You are a lot to take in, and you are quickly becoming one of my favorite writes.
A Soulless Prayer (Poetry) - 8/27/2020 4:15:21 AM
This is such an immense improvement over the children's prayer that gave me fits in my very young days. You have a genuine and honest talent for writing poetry. Stay the course, dear lady. You are on to something!
Get Up (Poetry) - 8/27/2020 4:07:33 AM
What a gem! And an inspiration. I never thought that the flames of hell could cauterize my soul so eloquently. I genuinely love this honest rendering.
Get Up (Poetry) - 8/25/2020 11:04:19 AM
Thanks for the reality trip. You're right no one can make it easy. Each of us has to make that journey ourselves in our own terms.
Ron
The Branch With Two Red Leaves (Poetry) - 8/14/2020 11:15:20 AM
Those leaves seem to be out of season, but they are like your memory of loss. It does not change with the season, but is a considered reminder in the landscape of your thoughts.
Ron
The Branch With Two Red Leaves (Poetry) - 8/12/2020 10:36:31 AM
I feel you are lamenting the loss of a loved one in this, but there is an element of mystery too that keeps the reader wondering what the writers true intent may be. There are many ways to use leaves symbolically. You've done that effectively here. And you're right. You don't get over grief. It becomes a part of you. It can also be a powerful motivator for a poet. It certainly has been for me over the years. You did well. Thank you for sharing. rlc
Two Minutes to Midnight (Poetry) - 10/5/2019 3:59:12 PM
Your words come together to grace the reader with thoughts and imaginations. I love it!
Love ya!
Jane
Two Minutes to Midnight (Poetry) - 9/24/2019 11:52:58 AM
The ultimate villain. Let us hope he/she does not exist except in fiction.
Ron
Two Minutes to Midnight (Poetry) - 9/24/2019 6:56:17 AM
We seem to be on the same wavelength. My poem today is When the Clock Strikes Thirteen. Time on our minds. . . !
Satan Grins (Poetry) - 7/21/2018 5:56:09 PM
Thought provoking and heart wrenching.
Satan Grins (Poetry) - 6/14/2018 1:50:26 PM
The mirror does tell a person's own past and present and the question of who that person has become. What matters most is what will become of that person in the future which in reality all lies in the person's own hands. Satan has no part of the person's future unless it is allowed to intrude.
Sandie
Satan Grins (Poetry) - 6/14/2018 7:38:47 AM
Bam! "Through cloaked mirrors I still know
Who I was, before the flame went out"
I'm sharing this on my fb timeline! Excellent.......'gets down and deep!!
Love ya!
Jane
What Silence Heard (Poetry) - 4/4/2016 1:27:29 PM
There is nobody quite like Dad.
Funny how we remember in detail all the little traits and signs of our loved ones.
What Silence Heard (Poetry) - 3/19/2016 5:09:55 AM
...till we meet again. So sweet!
What Silence Heard (Poetry) - 3/18/2016 7:44:14 AM
So poignant and touching. You took me there with your words as you remember your dad and his relationship to you. Wonderful.
Ron
What Silence Heard (Poetry) - 3/16/2016 4:03:50 AM
Very heart touching! I can relate!
Love ya!
Jane
What Silence Heard (Poetry) - 3/16/2016 3:37:04 AM
Nicely done is this reminiscing of one who has passed away.
Years (Poetry) - 3/4/2016 5:46:10 AM
so well written
Years (Poetry) - 3/2/2016 12:33:12 PM
This is my kind of poetry, Karen; it "seeps" into my soul and I feel what you express because I am intimate with it. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
Years (Poetry) - 3/2/2016 8:14:18 AM
As I read, your sparse words gradually told me of a sadness, a great sadness, that crept into your heart. You reached me across the years.
Ron
Years (Poetry) - 3/2/2016 6:58:15 AM
I know from experience being silent says far more sometimes than words that hurt.
At least you can perhaps start dealing with whatever the problem(s) are if you know where to start but silence is a killer.
Dan
Years (Poetry) - 3/2/2016 4:21:09 AM
Indeed, words are a powerful verb, be it careless vitriol, or generous gratitude has the potential making or devastation of ones life. The little tongue has a lot to answer for.
Years (Poetry) - 3/1/2016 2:46:27 PM
I know the feeling big time, Karen. Yep . . . "All the years."
Years (Poetry) - 3/1/2016 2:43:14 PM
All the years are time we have gone through, good or bad. Time consumes us.
Love ya!
Jane
Freeing the Watcher (Poetry) - 2/20/2016 6:23:49 AM
Great read, I loved this one.
Dan
Smog (Poetry) - 2/19/2016 9:53:26 AM
Fantastic introspective write!!! Thank you.
Love ya!
Jane
Freeing the Watcher (Poetry) - 2/19/2016 9:49:26 AM
Watch out when "the watcher" cuts loose!! I understand.
Love ya!
Jane
Freeing the Watcher (Poetry) - 2/19/2016 7:53:43 AM
I couldn't agree anymore more with Ron's take with your poem. I know I kept so much inside me, wanting to let it out, but not knowing how. Then I found I could express myself through poetry, and even novels I wrote. The main thing wasI let the whole world know, thank you so very much Mr./Mrs. Internet!
Freeing the Watcher (Poetry) - 2/19/2016 7:34:54 AM
So much better to be a doer than a watcher. And, I'm so glad that you broke out after so long holding everything inside.
Ron
Breakout (Poetry) - 2/16/2016 7:24:43 PM
The last line says it all! I really enjoyed reading this!
Love ya!
Jane
Breakout (Poetry) - 2/16/2016 1:34:28 PM
I certainly imagined floating cities as I read. Yes I also believe that we can rise to the occasion.
Ron
Breakout (Poetry) - 2/16/2016 11:30:09 AM
Imaginative and thought-inciting, Karen. Thank you for sharing. Love, peace, and best wishes,
Regis
Breakout (Poetry) - 2/16/2016 8:52:57 AM
Dream on . . . Eh . . . In actuality, who knows.
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 6/7/2015 12:02:33 PM
Karen
Sometimes the peddler is peddling false goods, so it is wise to know the difference.
That only comes with experience and intuition, and not a little observation.
Peter
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 5/3/2015 1:28:22 PM
So enigmatic...and strangely beautiful....
Diana....
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 4/29/2015 5:16:27 AM
a poem that keeps one wondering
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 4/27/2015 1:25:15 PM
A dynamic encounter, and so lovely!
Write on...
Blessings,
Christine
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 4/26/2015 4:42:20 PM
I'm not quite sure what it all means, but it's an intriguing and well-written poem!
Connie
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 4/24/2015 7:15:13 AM
I think I got the metaphor or the allegory in this intriguing bit of poetry. Kudos.
Ron
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 4/23/2015 7:37:28 PM
Thought provoking, indeed!
Love ya!
Jane
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 4/23/2015 2:09:04 PM
I'll bet that peddler was selling Avon.
Michael D.
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 4/23/2015 11:55:53 AM
She missed it! Opportunity of a lifetime. Don't you hate it when that happens. She needed a new pepper mill anyway and, since she didn't answer the door quickly enough, now she has to eat the whole grounds, since she has no pepper mill that functions, to grind up the peppercorns. Just sayin'. ;-)
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 4/23/2015 11:38:10 AM
An interesting and intriguing write which, to me, has symbolism. Your verses awaken the thought process. Thank you for sharing, Karen. Love and best wishes,
Regis
The Fate Peddler (Poetry) - 4/23/2015 10:06:19 AM
Interesting to say the least is this mystery-laced poetry, Karen. First we wonder why she didn't let the peddler show her his wares (Oh my, that could be taken another way.) Then she becomes engrossed with the butterfly who was following the peddler, wondering what the peddler had that attracted the butterfly.
The Young Woman and the Sea (Poetry) - 4/1/2015 11:57:21 AM
Nice take on the old concept of "there are many fishes in the sea." The question is: which one's for thee?
Ron
The Young Woman and the Sea (Poetry) - 4/1/2015 8:00:34 AM
Made me think,
of my wallflower days,
wishing I somewhere else,
in a parallel universe,
being swept away.
Michael D.
The Young Woman and the Sea (Poetry) - 4/1/2015 6:18:50 AM
I can feel where you're at. Parallel universes interests me a lot.
Love ya!
Jane
Smog (Poetry) - 2/3/2015 9:03:39 AM
Growing up sucks. More responsibility. Just always remember to KEEP that child-like piece - it is invaluable; and it gets you out of as much trouble as it gets you into. -- Jeff
Smog (Poetry) - 1/17/2015 9:22:29 PM
Well written and nicely expressed! You touched many hearts through this poem indeed. Life is a balance and too much time spent in one area will result in another area suffering much. That is not Success!
Amen!
John Michael
Smog (Poetry) - 1/13/2015 11:11:30 AM
Only way she can cope is by totally focusing minute by minute.
Gosh, this hits hard. It is similar to when I help abused women trying to let them see that there is an exit from their gray maze of their private hell.
Smog (Poetry) - 1/9/2015 1:34:52 PM
A truly emotional outpouring of someone trapped in a situation that is very difficult. Let's hope that you can write yourself out of this in the "now."
Ron
Smog (Poetry) - 1/9/2015 8:12:37 AM
I can't say it any better than Jerry. I think we all retain a part of us when we were scared kids that need comforted, and protected.
This poem really makes you stop and think.
Michael D.
Smog (Poetry) - 1/8/2015 3:34:06 PM
Intense is the word I will use to convey what I feel about this poem. You took the enormous undertaking of delving deep, deep within the psyche and you did it brilliantly.
Live or Lose (Poetry) - 1/8/2015 3:00:12 PM
A most thought-inciting write, Karen. I am cheering for you to "win." Love and best wishes,
Regis
Smog (Poetry) - 1/8/2015 2:58:21 PM
I find this so compelling; the whole expressive offering awakens emotions and grasps me by my soul. I feel you have written about me, Karen. This is very well done. Thank you for sharing your gift. Love and my very best wishes to you,
Regis
When She Left The World Behind (Poetry) - 1/3/2015 2:15:18 PM
This is most thought-inciting, Karen. I like it very much. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
Astray (Poetry) - 1/3/2015 1:33:35 PM
The truth of the lie...,
Some may say it's the lie of the truth. :) A rather unique poem from a most agile and free mind.
Astray (Poetry) - 1/2/2015 12:31:04 PM
Wonderful write with much meaning to me.
Love ya!
Jane
Astray (Poetry) - 1/2/2015 7:48:12 AM
Interesting poem, I enjoyed reading it.
Astray (Poetry) - 1/1/2015 6:23:29 PM
"It's the truth of the lie that they try to accost" I love this, as do I the rest of the poem, but this line is so very, very telling. WoW! I have never seen it presented in this way.
Astray (Poetry) - 1/1/2015 5:49:47 PM
A fine metaphorical write that expresses meaning in most effective way. Thank you for sharing, Karen. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
Lost (Poetry) - 11/1/2014 12:49:45 PM
Some very good phraseology and psychology to boot!
Ron
Lost (Poetry) - 10/31/2014 7:23:56 PM
This makes me think of life and it's many paths. Excellently written.
Love ya!
Jane
Lost (Poetry) - 10/31/2014 3:27:45 PM
This is poetry that "speaks to" and touches my soul. Thank you for sharing, Karen. It is fine to see you again. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Fairy Dust (Poetry) - 1/26/2014 11:42:48 AM
a fine write
budd
Fairy Dust (Poetry) - 1/26/2014 11:11:05 AM
Oh, you're done. I'll stick a fork in that. We certainly would like to have pleasant dreams, and if fairy dust can do it, so be it.
Ron
Fairy Dust (Poetry) - 1/26/2014 8:55:12 AM
Don't stop!
Love ya!
Jane
Live or Lose (Poetry) - 1/21/2014 12:50:59 AM
Sad for this other person. Kudos to you!
Love ya!
Jane
Alone (Poetry) - 1/21/2014 12:48:19 AM
Man, how I feel this. I've been confined to a bed watching shadows on the wall! Believe me, you don't fail with words like these!
Love ya!
Jane
Wanted (Poetry) - 1/21/2014 12:45:58 AM
Oh, how the wants are lost for the needs. The message sure gets across!
Love ya!
Jane
Cruelty (Poetry) - 1/21/2014 12:44:01 AM
How much we put aside to help others!!! Excellently penned.
Love ya!
Jane
When She Left The World Behind (Poetry) - 1/21/2014 12:41:49 AM
I find this so very interesting, especially the line, "Marching through relentless rain in the mind...". No one gets out of this alive.
Love ya!
Jane
When She Left The World Behind (Poetry) - 1/10/2014 11:00:49 AM
There is no doubt of the struggle described. And there's nothing truer than there are no winners in the battle for life.
Ron
Live or Lose (Poetry) - 12/21/2013 11:13:51 AM
If we don't take care of ourselves, love ourselves, make right choices for ourselves there is no hope for us. Well penned wisdom.
Live or Lose (Poetry) - 12/15/2013 4:29:53 AM
This brought to mind an old song from the days of slavery and the trek to freedom called "follow the drinking gourd." It was a reference to the Big Dipper pointing to the North Star. It showed the way out of the south and into the north. It didn't guarantee freedom, but it gave freedom a chance.
At the Corner of Stay and Go (Poetry) - 12/14/2013 2:36:05 PM
This is a familiar scenario in many peoples lives...we invest and when we see our investment in life dwindle down to nothing...we seem to see it as if we lost...but it really is not the case. I love the title...that is what drew me in to this poem "Standing at the corner of stay and go" that screams INDECISIVENESS yet begs for a solution.
Live or Lose (Poetry) - 12/14/2013 2:31:54 PM
Of course, we cannot live waiting for someone else to make a move...sometimes we have to make that move first so that life does not become and echo of sameness...if we know what we want then we must make it so excellent work.
Live or Lose (Poetry) - 12/14/2013 12:13:48 PM
I hope this turns into a fight for what's right.
Ron
Live or Lose (Poetry) - 12/14/2013 5:27:40 AM
Some of us don't have the cajones to fight for themselves.
Live or Lose (Poetry) - 12/14/2013 4:17:43 AM
one should never accept to lose
budd
Mr. Sandman (Poetry) - 11/11/2013 12:34:03 PM
When we have something on our minds, stressful occurrences or woes...it seems Mr. Sandman is needed badly to at least, keep things at bay until the morn. Excellent work.
Mr. Sandman (Poetry) - 11/10/2013 9:28:20 AM
Got me thinking about that old song: "Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream. Make him the sweetest that I've ever seen."
Ron
Mr. Sandman (Poetry) - 11/10/2013 4:49:33 AM
As a substitute for God, Mr. Sandman does alright. At least he doesn't send you to the pits of Hell if He is displeased with you. Oh, wait! I forgot about the nightmares. Heh.Heh
Knowing (Poetry) - 11/4/2013 8:45:06 AM
A beautiful description of the owl. As a youth, I was thought that they were evil, fair game. But now I look at them as part of nature's perfection, keeping the small rodent population in check.
One time I had the good fortune to have a screech owl in my house. In order to put him back outside, I used a broom for him to perch on. I was shocked at his weight… like a feather. A feather dressed in feathers with a sharp beak, sharp talons and in penetrating eyes. Hunting only in the night. Unforgettable.
Ron
Knowing (Poetry) - 11/3/2013 3:24:44 PM
You bet. Stand clear of that talon-like beak. Scary photo.
Fate (Poetry) - 10/14/2013 10:52:20 PM
Your work is superb Your lines spill images that tell much more
Faith Keeper (Poetry) - 10/14/2013 10:46:49 PM
You weave excellence in these lines.
The Game (Poetry) - 10/14/2013 10:45:41 PM
Very well written work of art
Let's Go (Poetry) - 9/16/2013 2:22:20 AM
keep true to yourself
budd
Let's Go (Poetry) - 9/14/2013 12:43:01 PM
It's good to stop making excuses and left the inner child out. “Let's go!”
Ron
Let's Go (Poetry) - 9/14/2013 7:10:17 AM
Good that you made peace with your demons, so did I not too long ago. This is a happy poem, and yes indeed, shake, rattle and roll . . .
All About Me (Poetry) - 9/12/2013 11:29:49 AM
And after you've had your fill of you, I hope that you do unto others as has been done to yourself by you.
Ron
All About Me (Poetry) - 9/12/2013 4:05:05 AM
good for you
budd
All About Me (Poetry) - 9/12/2013 3:20:27 AM
I like this. And why shouldn't it be about you? You are the primary one. You are the one who lives in your skin, takes life's abuse, and yes love. Always and forever look out for your number one.
Wind Song (Poetry) - 8/15/2013 10:23:36 AM
The wind carries much insight that you have the wisdom to collect.
Ron
Wind Song (Poetry) - 8/14/2013 9:39:24 AM
an enchanting song it is
budd
