When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
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A beautiful poem with a great message embellished with compelling images.
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. A work of an intricate mind....
It is good to know the Poetry Police are in Full Force. Thank you for your service!
The first line is incorrect and needs to be fixed! When despair FOR THE WORLD grows in me.The poetry should be accurate
Nature is a soothing healer..Lovely poem.. a 5star one too.
It's really beyond belief that the poems are read by a machine, sort of obscene really. Who, how, did anyone imagine that to be OK? Is it some sort of bitter unconscious anger? Does that architect secretly hate poetry itself?
I cannot begin to tell you how crazy and upsetting and, yes, how violating it is to hear that staccato, inhuman "voice" spurt out those lovely words. Defilement, in my book.
Very beautiful poem however is it appropriate other then that I loved the poem
The poem starts out, “When despair for the world grows in me.“ You skipped an important part
The imagery is beautiful, like, dude... I feel like we, as a species, can feel the pain of empathy far too strongly. A curse and a blessing.
The timing, now, especially...stirs me. Oh this man gets it. A stunning reminder.
I have come to this poem over and over when I am in despair. I helps me center my thoughts at how simple joy can come.
How beautiful. As a fellow conservationist, These words touched my heart.
Wonderful, it is an amazing piece of poetry! keep sharing..
Beautiful rendition of words to utmost justice. A poignant work from a sober mind.
A beautiful rendition of words. Insightful, compact and focused.