Speaking above them they could not hear me
as I raged and shrieked in tongues
my head was like a fountain
words like feathers floated down
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Poem of unfathomable depths. At some places you seem to be a spirit and at someplaces an elemental body.........is this some kind of transition period? Great read, great words.
Ah, to live the impossible dream...and I thought you were talking about me! But seriously, I think there is some underestimation going on here. You are a first-rate poet, by George! Just like a gurgling brook..finding back all the lost youthful vigor (if not the innocence!) . Keep on George...Keep on! ! Cheers. Subroto
Excellence. I really like your writing because it is more prose than poetry.
It's a well evolving poem, a medium actually meant for that which is not possible in other forms of literature. Make use of poetry medium for your expression of such ideas to produce magic in poems and thereby soar high to sublimity!
This poem is a tour deforce of strong, visceral images. As you read through it, it grows stronger and stronger taking off like the soaring bird referenced in it.
What an awesome poem and the emotions underlying are staggering. I have read a lot of your poems and intend (hope) to read a lot more; your words are so endlessly creative and changeable. Aren't poems like a weather report of where your soul has been commuting lately?
An inner cry of a solitary human being, Oh! such a cry! a shriek sharply & shrilly which echoes in the entire poem.
A shout of loneliness from a heart full of tenderness. Beautiful
I'm not sure that I get the full drift of this, but I love the concluding lines. I'm not sure if it is a persona poem.
I am me and I am proud... This flows so nicely and has such lovely description