By the corner window
he sat
eyes glazed over,
as a temple of fear,
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A powerful write, great imagery and well executed David! An all around great read! ! Best regards, Friend Thad *10*! !
the structure and diction is quite soothing...the stanzas take speed..yes life does gives lessons...and kings.? ? ? ? i enjoyed reading it.
My comments are not as profound as the ones before... it is a fascinating image though of the 'temple of fear' at the window... are you the observer from the outside or from the inside..... or are you the temple of fear? I dont' find your observance ruthless... maybe slightly removed but there is a hint of empathy.... well done. Yuri*
This is an intriguing poem David with a sort of ruthlessness that is quite arresting. Drugs and neglect and abandonment feature in the emotional past of your subject together with a certain upfront pushiness and arrogance that is encapsulated in your title. I like the 'twice removed' metaphor, though I think you use too many words and some of your images are confusing, I applaud your originality and boldness and look forward to reading more of your work. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Extremely well-pictured...flash back...can't think of a snobby thing to say.
You'll do fine on this site... Generation Kings... here's to you meeting a few of the Penetration Queens
David, this is an interesting poem. We are all product of our generations. Top marks and thanks for sharing this my friend. David
David, Thank you for your comments...and thank you for leading me to your work. I am a teacher turned therapist and have worked in trauma and addictions therapy for years as well as within the foster care system. This is truly sad. The imagery so real. A great write! Talk to us some more.