Sparks flicker
In wet eyes
Flashing shadows crawl
In the hallway
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it is incredibl, and phenomenal, you must have took a great pain in writing such a lengthy piece, keep it up.
amazing, you write so beautifully and with so much skill. you write what is real, about the hardships of life and the pain that is felt. i am in awe. :)
A well-penned, poignant and thought-provoking write on the harsh realities of life over which we have no control.
Rafig, never had the honor to read about such a dual spiritual oneness before and deeply appreciate the force with which you bring it to us. It is so powerful I cannot help but feel that both souls are still present in present time. Just my feelings I pick up on while reading. Your experience with the Sparrows is such a beautiful painting and heavily percieved in your painting of this and the sawdust is flying perhaps for eternity is the singularity...............Jim Troy
Every moment is a tooth of the saw in life, slowly separating the closest of friends and brothers. I have to give this one a Ten, very touching!
My highest respect to you and your magnificant style. My point of view concerning 'The Sawdust Is Flying' was an profound reality of a dying person reflecting and sharing the experience in a way that would be from those who have experienced a near death event...... However, I must say that during this reading my higher echelon of cognitions seemed to not kick in and give you the most worthy feedback you deserve.... In other words... 'I'm a bit tired tonight'..... But wanted to read your art anyway........ Sorry if I let you down....... Jim Troy
Great poem, the sawdust does truly fly at the worst moments.
That was meaningful write, the plot so smooth and did walked like down the stairway one by one, bring back all past memories...Twin as past and present sharing same umbilical cord of living...same breathe soon the presence of now could be your absent in future...still presence for your twin...This was beautiful, i can relate this with many things... :) _Unwritten Soul
thank you for inviting me to read your poem I enjoyed your work.
Sorrow in presence over memories and the words were real on human in loveless moment! ! ! Sad poem but too good to say good.
Beautiful write with amazing lines, so original!