Hi there Vision, I don’t know, I’ve been on this whole spinnaker of how life used to be. I think it’s the fact that the past 30 + years, life in America has just been decimated and eliminated; everything America was, is truly gone. And I’m feeling the burn. It’s not like generations before, where things would change and that was the way life goes, but it hasn’t just changed, It’s just gone.
Thank you for visiting. I always appreciate your presence on my page❤️
Jackie

I don’t agree with everything but that’s okay. Your work makes you think. It’s a topic that is right at the front of the world but everyone is ignoring it. I like how you just tackled the issue in the room.

You might enjoy Ray Bradbury’s short Story “The Veld” it echoes what you are highlighting here.

Keep up the intensity my friend
I really enjoyed this

James

Beautifully penned, Daniel. An amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Sensational! You’ve illustrated such a lovely image here.. in the words of my friend, PoetSpeak,

BIG LIKE

xx
~P.G💋

Yes! I agree, let’s make sure those we love know how much we treasure them, while there is time.

Admittedly I struggled to read this through. The emotion is so incredibly palpable here, each word a pang of familiar grief.

If this is a personal loss for you – condolences , myfriend.

Clay

A thought shared by all for someone. 🌼

thank you for being here dearest Keith 💕

Powerfully penned, Brenda. A mother’s love is unconditional my friend. Truly am sorry for your loss. Appreciate you.

Damian

This is a clever write. After reading your work, I’m sure you could bluff a demon.
I enjoyed this, Damian.

If you can be stoïc enough to successfully embody that poker face……maybe you are the demon…😉

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m kinda hoping I remember how, in case I run into that demon again. lol. Appreciate you.

Damian

Sparkling beautiful, my friend.

Powerfully penned, DK. This one pulls at the heartstrings my friend. Phenomenal write, thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.

Damian

You amaze me every time you put pen to paper…

You’re an impressive writer. Thank you for sharing.

Bad Uncle is impressed ….

BIG LIKE

Very nice and, very likely, my favorite form.

Your imagery cushions the blow of loss with love. 🌼

Thank you, Keith. Thanks for reading!

Me too. Thanks for reading, Mary!

It’s a formal poetry style called a Quatern. Eight syllables per line, four stanzas.
Thanks for checking this out, SeaCat!

Beautiful and peaceful. I often wonder as everyone does, what is next. I think it’s not for us to know so we get to choose to believe whatever. I choose to believe I’ll be reunited with everyone I lost and miss. And if I’m wrong well not like I’ll know.

Great ink

If nothing else, DK🍷

I’m helplessly obliged to bow, Dear Poetess, in sheer respect and awe at how accomplished your poetic acumen has been developed … and, this brilliantly rendered French Quatern rendering proves how genuinely undeniable it truly is.
Your amazingly diverse skills are brought vibrantly to light via the many varied themes you bring to the page in widely abundant mastery of poetic forms, command of diction, flowing syntax, metaphoric imagery, emotive instinct, spot-on enjambments and rhymes, and so much more … all brought forth through the rich poetic voice of that of a poetesses’ poetess.

“You know me not, though knew me well.
I cannot reach you through the white
of Heaven’s clouds … as they ingest
your long-awaited evening rest.”

How more perfectly validated could loss of memory be expressed(?) … I really do not know.
And, your Artwork choice? Exemplary!

Well, lest I wear thinner my exuberant welcome, let me close with a simple humble, “Sigh!”
Most reverently, Dear Lady-Poet! ⁓ Richard 🙏

Suffering? What suffering?
Seems my “mind” you’ve already distracted … and, if I happen to suffocate, what a way to go … LOL!

Hey ITR! Damn, I’m glad you’re back. When I was reading your stuff, I noted you hadn’t signed on in a month. At least, that’s what it looked like. I’m glad you didn’t miss your gold medal. I love your prose.

So, thanks for the review and critique. I need to go back and adjust the spacing properly. I’m not sure what happened there. This kind of poem should have stanzas (quatrains). Anyway, I’m so glad you like it. I love the Blue Ridge Mtns btw. How lovely it must be to live there. I’m from N.C. and visited The Biltmore many times – not so far away.

Now I can see why its a winner!
I feel sad for not reading this one before. A heart touching write. Well done!
And congrats! “)

Wow, the meter in this is gorgeous. Evokes the great classic poets. Impressive.

Tremendous work. Powerful writing.