What The Bones Know Comments

Maia Mayor foresees her old age but bravely smiling prepares herself to meet challenges of ageing. A nice message to old men like us. A very good selection as member.'s poem

FAntastic poem. One of the best I've ever read here on PH; you develop the allegory with such instrumentalism and organic structure. This rises above the body in spirit and mastery of the soul. BRAVO!

Well, this poem must be true, because at this very moment, my bones are telling me how old I am, cracking at every chance they get. Love your poem Maia. And a very deserving 'POD' selection.

So elegant! Such flowing words! Congrats on poem of day!

What a fascinating way of looking at old age - When I am old, my bones will grow stories that structure life by the chapter! Beautiful, positive outlook! Congratulations!

The story of bones told so captivatingly - - A well deserved Poem of the Day ! Congratulations Mala Mayor.

Going through the poem for second time and would like to go through it many more times. Very meaningful write about how life moves to its end gracefully making every structures weak and falling. Bone is a part of it that holds various parts of the body together. Enjoyed thoroughly. Congrats.

A captivating poem - well-deserved to be POD! Incredible positivity expressed in lines like: There is only the steady growth of responsibility to carry your weight in this world. So I will use all 206 elements of a support system to remind myself I am able.

A superb poem advocating ageing gracefully while taking life in it's stride and using all the support systems including weakening bones to achieve it successfully. Congratulations on well deserved poem of the Day.

CONGRATULATIONS being chosen as The Member Poem Of The Day. Hurray! A marvelous poem of pure surrealism. Tremendously thought A true fascinating poem.

When I am old, my bones will build monuments made of ivory. Congratulations for being POD

Impressive and profound writings. congrats for being selected this poem as POD

For a young poet to write something this profound, intelligent and so Far Reaching, without having experienced old age herself is quite amazing Your intuition is unbelievable, how to cope with it even more! .I believe you have a lot of positive things to give the world of poetry, before you reach that final stage. Certainly looking forward to your creations.! The bones of Poetry and its Soul will rejoice with us. Congratulations and thank you for honoring us with this poem!

What a lovely, inspiring poem...Congrats on being poet of the day!

Imaginative.//////Congrats on your elevation.

Heartiest congratulations on this poem's being selected as the 'MPOD - well deserved! An amazing poem, the last paragraph steals the show!

This is certainly the truth. My bones cracks every morning it seems. Good poem. Congrats on it being chosen as 'POD'.

I hope my bones can remain as strong and vibrant to tell my story as Maia Mayor of this very creative and imaginative poem predicts for us. Congratulations for a member poem place.

Our bones will always throb because their job is to remind us that we live until we drop. We grow until we rot. Beautiful poem that deserves POD. Thanks for the sharing and congratulations.

A beautiful poem on bones. Great imagery indeed. Enjoyed the poem. Congrats.