The lake in which I drown,
Now sucks upon your flesh,
Toothless, like I, upon your emotions,
Once did.
Swirling, receding,
Feelings like flattery,
Overused and unfelt.
Pulling,
Gentle, but firm,
As we have our way.
Detached now,
As the rock on the island,
$olitary,
Where even self-pity,
Fails.
Great creativeness, did you mean for solitary to begin with a dollar sign instead of an s? Not critiquing your work, content, but the $ caught my eye when reading. I am a fan of your thoughts, keep creating. Ann
Oops! Thanks, I must make ammends! Thanks for reading and leaving your thoughts, and I’m glad that you liked this poem, Ann.
I love the opening to this in particular,
The lake in which I drown,
Now sucks upon your flesh,
Toothless, like I, upon your emotions,
Once did.
and I like the dollar sign perhaps in another context but that gave me ideas. Yes, it is still there lol.
Thank you very much for your generous words. I am pleased that you found this piece effective. Thanks too for the follow.
I like to compare our work with then and now, there are often drastic differences, which are interesting. and I thought I had followed you a while back. When I remembered I would come back to read your stuff.
It is interesting to see how perspective changes in writing – I like how you have experimented with form in older poems, for example – and how certain themes become recurrent. I hope that I can continue to hold your interest.
I am sure that you will, time allowing and thank you for such keen interest in my work.
What a haunting tone..the ambiguity is stunning.
Thanks, Rob, I’m pleased that you picked up on that. I appreciate your feedback.
Remarkable and stunning poetry Chris. Many times I am at a loss for words after reading your poems, they are so evocative they leaves me speechless.
Thank you so much. If I ever have such an effect then I would consider that both gratifying and a justification for writing. I am touched by your response to this.
Beautifully emotive writing indeed
Thank you.