“Mashed tantrum”….I really like that turn of phrase….

Jacob…
You know, I’m not a particular fan of political poetry, which is why I so enjoyed this piece… especially the logical way you follow the trail to the purloined invitations.
Vol

smells and images merged into a visceral statement about the world

Regards James

thank you for your kind comment, James.
j.

This is one of those pieces that has the soul crying & the mind sighing. So true & so disheartening. This world is at the edge of a cliff & too many just aren’t willing to take that step back. Lemmings…

And it doesn’t help that all our leaders seem to be making every move to have more and more and more power.

The people’s voices these current days are just “blowin’ in the wind.”

Love the sentiment and the feel of this piece.
j.

Thank you Jacob,
Yes, I totally agree!!
Thank you for your review.
Appreciate it,
Lisa

Powerfully penned, Lisa. Excellent write my friend, there are so many casualties in war. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you so much Damian for taking the time to review my writing.
All my best,
Lisasview, now in Spain

Lisa,
I have long thought that war is the main identifier of humankind. The only question is, where is the mine where we can dig for our “humanity?” Where does “human kindness” come from? I mean is it “shame for who we really are” so, we try to justify ourselves? It seems that no matter how good our intentions, the end is always a disaster, and nothing we build can last. So here we are dancing in the desert, just trying to carry on…
Vol

Yes, great line “Dancing in the Desert” and oh so true.
Thank you for reading my poem Vol
Lisasview, now in Spain

As far as I’m concerned – if war is such a successful event – why has there been more than one??? Who set all others going and managed to have weapons ready and waiting? Why have some countries managed to remain neutral and not be drowned in white feathers? Why hasn’t time produced enought wisdom to choose leaders who can discuss what needs discussing sanely, intelligently, unselfishly, with quiet wisdom and HONESTY?

Your words are sane and helpful, honest and sans greed – seems wars are begun by anything and anyone with entirely the opposite attitude. How and why? Does jingoism have a big part in it or what?

It reads like whirlwind romance tangled up in finer details. “Fingers playing ivories towards my laughter” carries a poetic notion within the telling of story and fantastic reality. He’s a lucky man to have you and you’re lucky to have this strange man in return! Compellingly positive….

Joy,
You know, live wears many different costumes, and is a quick-change artist, too. In the sensory overload of 21st century life, it seems an impossibility to stop long enough to see anything, really. When was the last time you knew of a new “painted lady house?” No, todays houses are all little boxes because no one has the time for beauty, any more.
Vol

It is refreshing to see new “voices” in here. Yours is quite entertaining and I like how it isn’t routine anything. I read a few of your writes, to get an idea of what the author is about. You’re top notch.

Many thank yous for such a generous review, truly mean that. Must admit, I write as I think – randomly! Obviously a little editing is done but probably not enough – but I try.

The topnotch will do very nicely and is much appreciated. But, the pressure’s on now!!! 🙂