All That Is Aching Comments

Fell better always healing comes slowly And use accepted medicine only

This is a brave poem. I don't think I have written anything that looks so completely, so honestly, so forcefully at the inevitable in life. We want to bargain with the Fates, get one on our side, the one with scissors so she doesn't cut the thread. The problem with wishful thinking is that we can indulge in it with only part of our mind focused and before we know it, it's become a bad habit. Well, you dispel all of that compromising, all of that self-deception. That's what makes your title exactly right - it drew me into the poem and there's no place to hide anymore. I read comments by two other readers. They too appreciate your candor.

beautiful, thank you for sharing...

A salve for the most aching of muscles... spread fully and gently worked in with loving kindness... beautifully written dear poet.