The Laughing Stars Comments

Your emphatic perspective is here quite apparent. Summed here in your wonderful poem. Hazel thanks.

i just read D. Brick's 2nd comment. i like the poem the way it is! bri :)

(cont.) and the brilliant stars of the night, Mocking him, At losing his lonely fight. ..and i 'love' the title. to MyPoemList. bri :)

(cont.) favorite lines: The mountains looming, Like giant creatures lurking. and: His heart locked and the key lost on the racecourse, His brown eyes turn black with rage, (cont.)

(cont.) oops! called to supper, i am. i'll finish later, but if i forget, please alert me. Thanks. i want to read the rest of this. bri ;)

lines 3 & 5: three typos i think. :) (and elsewhere) steel plate! i knew a guy with one, from injury in N. Africa during WWll i think he told me....long ago. : ( i've been accused (by myself) of having a 'stone heart' [actually i thought 'cold' or 'no' heart], and some may agree with me...and we'd all be wrong. really! ! (cont.)

An absolutely fine write....and is so enjoyable in reading.

You tell a great story Hazel enjoyed your poem Alan

His eyes have lost their light, Without his souls inner sight, He steps quickly inside his front door, Everyone goes through such times in life. Beautiful write.

excellent piece of poetry.

Wow! spectacular. Tells me to rise and evade my 'lonely fight'. I feel sorry for the guy. I just want to ask if it's a true story

Your second to read, a great achievement, Think of making it shorted without some details very very personal.It can be a masterpiece for paradigm.

He ties himself down with an invisible chain, As his heart bleed's because he has fled, From the spotlight with the side effects, Of the steel plate inside his head. His eyes have lost their light, Without his souls inner sight, at the end it ends in a sad note. of losing his lonely fight. Do you call such a plight of a man destiny? How can we answer it? These were my questions when i finished reading this poem. you have portrayed the struggles of a man who accidentally looses everything.

He ties himself down with an invisible chain, As his heart bleed's because he has fled, From the spotlight with the side effects, Of the steel plate inside his head. His eyes have lost their light, Without his souls inner sight, at the end it ends in a sad note. of losing his lonely fight. Do you call such a plight of a man destiny? How can we answer it? These were my questions when i finished reading this poem. you have portrayed the struggles of a man who accidentally looses everything.

A captivating and compelling narration that is moving and marvelous yet a sad story of broken dreams scattered in the wind! Excellently expressed my friend!

I am touched with your poem Hazel. It really flows from the heart. Beautiful poem

A sad tale of bitterness and fear. There are so many who hanker after glory days rather than living the life they still have remaining. Very insightful and a pleasure to read.

i feel so alone just frm reading this poem.very sad.Thanks 4 the beautiful bundle of sadness.

A heart touching story very well described................10

Hi Hazel Allan aka E Nigma believes in this poem in a way different from my belief in it. And he asked me to take another look at the poem and my reaction to it. I have to say I find his interpretation very persuasive. I assumed the man's life was virtually over in any any productive sense. Anthony DiAnno told you a real life story of a player terribly injured who gave up and self-destructed. That's the future I feared for your character. But Allan found a different way to respond to the poem and thus suggested a diferent future for the character. WHAT IF after carrying that weight for a long, long time he would look up at the the laughing stars and not hear laughter of contempt which humiliates him but the laughter of hope which inspires him. And then he gives himself a second chance, a comeback. It's at least a possibility because this is fiction and you can shape whatever reality you want. (I sound like Leonardo da Caprio in INCEPTION!) But your poem is excellent whether or not there is another chapter to this man's story.