“before my daily rebirth” I dug that line because the rest we get (sometimes) refreshes us, although for some more than others, it’s likely the last time. It reminds me that I have to be thankful for every day I get and try to make the best of it.
Nicely done.

I turned 78 today, so I hear you loud and clear. Each night, one wonders if dawn, or something else, or nothing at all will come. We get one of them, but not our choice.

Oh, it is all so true! In some universe somewhere inside his head, maybe. I think the people in there will deal with him in a very harsh way. Can’t you see the signs? He is slipping away — just not fast enough.

hello dearest Benny beautifully written honesty ❤️

This is a great “tribute” write. Accurate with its visuals that it creates
Well written.

Thank you Crimsin and Styxian.

Aptly written, my friend. The poem sitting on the right somehow makes it perfect and even more poignant.

Clay

Hoi hoi
Lured into this write by the artwork
The artwork is nice, but it’s the write that tells it all.
Lovely!
Kind regards, Gus

The formatting of your poem gave me an “aha” moment. Now you’ve spoiled me for the left side of the page! Very impressionable lines throughout, like “a storm of naked syllables”. How I wish I had thought of that one. Do you prefer “Benny” or “Peter”? Let me know!

Well said. I probably know of which women you speak about. All here are valuable in some way.

Do I scare you? Lol. We are all damaged in some way. Some of us try to heal and those efforts may damage others. Everything pours out of me and I write it down. Most if it is “brutal” which is how I described my writing around 2000. Now I use “gritty”. You can empathize or just be thankful for the life you have. Most memories or thoughts can be put down to share.

Excellent piece. I’ve read this poem twice and I can feel your passion & respect for her. Well said.

There is a great pain in words
And there is also joy.

A really moving piece.

Regards James

Emily Dickinson once said “Words have the power to kill, they also have the power to heal.”
And here it is the former that occurs.
j.

There is nothing quite like the sting of harsh well placed words. We humans can make weapons out of everything. Still, an ugly truth is less harmful than a pretty lie. Excellent write!

Given the state of the world, there are consequences to actions.
Nice spill.