“Pretty as a snowflake, and cold as a thousand of them” – such a haunting image. This poem touches and speaks in a way many are not aware of or ready to admit amd pbserve the whole canvas to understand the nature of feelings.
One step forward and three back… going through the motions… the story of a bleak habitual journey told too well… drive-less living… Any chance that the next step will begin a conscious revolt for independence? We’ve only limited ticks and tocks… Why waste a single moment laboring through stories already told? Give impulse a fighting chance…
Your words certainly paint a scene of living choices made by others… Seems personal sacrifice at it’s core is sad… and you describe the emotions in such a succinct manner. Always a fan.
Independence is overrated, I think. It comes with responsibilities, that make one’s heart heavy with sorrow. It’s a heavy burden to take on. Humans are silly like that, always looking back, always wanting to see what they left behind. I’m no exception.
Please tell me you’re going to take all of these published through the years and put them together into a book.
Hmmm. I have some of them published as a book. Second one on the way 🙂
The desire for any form of love is ingrained in our soul so much so that we gladly welcome a counterfeit substitute.
Better a broken spirit than a broken heart we cry. As a tear rolls down your cheek.
X
Sad but absolutely stunning. Sometimes reading poetry you get a feeling, in the pit of your stomach. I got this, but I also got exhilaration, for the way you have written it. Does this make sense? I’m a bit all over the shop at the moment, so it possibly doesn’t. Pretty as a snowflake – your gifts to us ❤ x
Simultaneously, alone together on the first line. I like that, pretty and cold. Sometimes we need to be cold to search for the heat we need. A good piece of work, to be revisited when i have more time.
Awesome poem, i can feel the emotion from your beautiful selfless heart in every image that comes to life within my mind! Your poem is a gem my sister! Hugs!
Thanks so much once again! A really high praise from you, dear.
Your words really come alive so beautifully…truly! I had been dealing with some physical issues and a move, but it seems my heart and spirit are breathing again…and i am able to spend more time reading the poems of those whose words are dear to me…you are a wonderful poet my sister…believe that always!
Thanks! Take care of all your things in your life and we are always here, ready to share our words and read yours!
Ah, the first ten lines.. how can I forget?. Thank you for triggering the lost emotions in me.
I loved the reference of snowflake(s), so vivid in just one line.. intelligent.
Scary, yes. But also, very challenging. And yes, it would probably put an end to them. Good thing we have no power like that. Thank you for stopping by, John. Means a lot to me.
Hey!!! Really need to head to your site to see whats new in your life. (Please tell me you are happier now!!!) and thanks, your praise is always bringing a smile to my face. And in regards to sadness… When was i writing anything happy, ah?
Well… maybe you should give it a try! Try a happy poem! 😀
Are you kidding me, that will never happen 😀 lol
Awww, come on. Let’s give it a try. I am a wretched poet but I’ll co-write one with you. 🙂
Thank you, Paul. I dont really know how to write happy poems. Or stories. It all starts positive, and i wish i could carry on that way, but then thoughts branch out and it becomes a tree of woven sadness.
courage and compassion
~
picking over
pressing
wounds that never heal
“Pretty as a snowflake, and cold as a thousand of them” – such a haunting image. This poem touches and speaks in a way many are not aware of or ready to admit amd pbserve the whole canvas to understand the nature of feelings.
You always understand my words the way some others can’t. Thank you for being so awesome, Oloriel.
Oh such a beautifully sad poem… it tugs at my heart.
xoox
Thanks dear..
One step forward and three back… going through the motions… the story of a bleak habitual journey told too well… drive-less living… Any chance that the next step will begin a conscious revolt for independence? We’ve only limited ticks and tocks… Why waste a single moment laboring through stories already told? Give impulse a fighting chance…
Your words certainly paint a scene of living choices made by others… Seems personal sacrifice at it’s core is sad… and you describe the emotions in such a succinct manner. Always a fan.
Independence is overrated, I think. It comes with responsibilities, that make one’s heart heavy with sorrow. It’s a heavy burden to take on. Humans are silly like that, always looking back, always wanting to see what they left behind. I’m no exception.
Please tell me you’re going to take all of these published through the years and put them together into a book.
Hmmm. I have some of them published as a book. Second one on the way 🙂
The desire for any form of love is ingrained in our soul so much so that we gladly welcome a counterfeit substitute.
Better a broken spirit than a broken heart we cry. As a tear rolls down your cheek.
X
Sad but absolutely stunning. Sometimes reading poetry you get a feeling, in the pit of your stomach. I got this, but I also got exhilaration, for the way you have written it. Does this make sense? I’m a bit all over the shop at the moment, so it possibly doesn’t. Pretty as a snowflake – your gifts to us ❤ x
Your work continues to be amazing CO and your creative edge with artful and expressive words are supreme.
movingly and profoundly beautiful!
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Simultaneously, alone together on the first line. I like that, pretty and cold. Sometimes we need to be cold to search for the heat we need. A good piece of work, to be revisited when i have more time.
Take care of your cravings,
Jim
Jim! Been ages! Thanks for stopping by… I will be waiting.
Oh yep!!
Awesome poem, i can feel the emotion from your beautiful selfless heart in every image that comes to life within my mind! Your poem is a gem my sister! Hugs!
Thanks so much once again! A really high praise from you, dear.
Your words really come alive so beautifully…truly! I had been dealing with some physical issues and a move, but it seems my heart and spirit are breathing again…and i am able to spend more time reading the poems of those whose words are dear to me…you are a wonderful poet my sister…believe that always!
Thanks! Take care of all your things in your life and we are always here, ready to share our words and read yours!
Ah, the first ten lines.. how can I forget?. Thank you for triggering the lost emotions in me.
I loved the reference of snowflake(s), so vivid in just one line.. intelligent.
Thank you. Glad you enjoyed my words. And im glad to see that it triggered some reaction! Doesnt happen often.
You mean doesn’t happen to me by your writing or in general?
In general.
I don’t think so Sweetheart.
Oh, trust me.
I would’ve tried to if I wasn’t in such list.
By the way, have seen your introduction on my blog? Have a glance from here –
http://exposedemotions.wordpress.com/duet-partners/
Beautiful words that have me seesawing to and fro, *hugs*
Been a while. Thank you! Hope you are doing fine.
I’m doing well :-), too much SSDD, but,, 🙂
sometimes we write the sadness out
I’ve got a should, if you need one to lean on. Everybody needs one now and then.
Incredible beyond my feeble vocabulary but I felt every word like it owned me … Never failing to amaze with phrases like ‘poisoned with apathy’.
By no means mechanical poem. Sad but clear. Love it.
Thank you…. Sad is good.
Think how scary it would be to replicate every fantasy. It probably would put an end to them. Nice but sad poem.
Scary, yes. But also, very challenging. And yes, it would probably put an end to them. Good thing we have no power like that. Thank you for stopping by, John. Means a lot to me.
Nice to see you writing again Chatty
Its been a while now, wasnt it, Doug?
I hope the storm has passed
Ummm kind of.
For your entertainment… http://hrexach.wordpress.com/2014/04/09/the-owl-and-its-many-meanings/
I really like how your formatted this to go with the flow. It is rather on the sad side though, very well done. Also, hi! 🙂
Hey!!! Really need to head to your site to see whats new in your life. (Please tell me you are happier now!!!) and thanks, your praise is always bringing a smile to my face. And in regards to sadness… When was i writing anything happy, ah?
Well… maybe you should give it a try! Try a happy poem! 😀
Are you kidding me, that will never happen 😀 lol
Awww, come on. Let’s give it a try. I am a wretched poet but I’ll co-write one with you. 🙂
profoundly sad
Thank you, Paul. I dont really know how to write happy poems. Or stories. It all starts positive, and i wish i could carry on that way, but then thoughts branch out and it becomes a tree of woven sadness.
for many poets, the sad gene seems dominant
):
No frowns. Smile for me.
ok.
consider it done.