I couldn’t live without my full manhood. Sounds painful. I’m sure John Wayne Bobbitt could relate and sympathize. 🙂

Cleverly penned, Tim. Speaking truth my friend, this has layers. Appreciate you.

Damian

Boom. You nailed it.

I like this! I may expound on this in a different way.

Finished it. It’s entitled Alzheimer’s and it will be posted tomorrow sometime around noon. My first posting tomorrow and it will be dedicated to you.

You wove this metaphor brilliantly my friend. Great raw poetry that holds nothing back. Great work my friend.

John

I enjoyed this immensely.
👍

Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello dearest Tim this is beautiful I enjoyed the metaphors here… I don’t know how to stop hoping no matter what I pray you find belief an understanding of God as I have found him truly to be I looked at church and never found him there… then my scope widened and I found him everywhere ❤️

Man, I love the part where you found an old smile. The whole piece is great but something about those two words together made me smile. And no, it’s not old! lol
It gave ma a feeling of nostalgia. Wonderful write amigo!
Thanks for posting.

Powerful work.

Tim, this read like a man on a quest to find the joy he once had. You took this metaphor and flew with it my friend. I could visualize the old red jacket in the trunk and you finding it and looking in the pockets for what once was. Truly great work.

John

It is very bewitching. When he tells you to stay calm so his monster does not come out. nice

Crimsin, both tender and fiery this poem is. He tries to elicit your soft side but his true nature brings out the lioness. Great poem as I have come to expect from you.

John

Beautifully penned, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Brilliant work. Powerful.

Brenda, you amaze me with, “of others playing on different courts.” Love that line.

A lovely & fragile piece of poetry Brenda. You always seem to amaze. Great work here.