Powerfully penned. Welcome to Stars Rite. Appreciate you.

Damian

“I already forgotten your name. my heart has not forgotten you.” That is an Aww line. Nice

I don’t know but I do know how you’ve always managed to make me want to eat your words so I could digest a few and muchly increase my own writing!! I know: tis an impossibility. Unless a small bribe would help!

Laughing because I’ve oft wondered about that word or – is it a perversion!

By the way, we’re not going to argue about who’s the best, sir.. I, a mere woman, wouldn’t dare! More than probably.. .. .. ..

Fantastic work. Great to see you here, my friend.

“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…

The King of Metaphor,

jacob, I’ve often marveled at the unique originality of your stunning analogical imagery … this piece is overflowing with this brilliance.
I mean, who else would/could have come up with such a title that morphs from raw fish into emotional human vibrance, with but a few strokes of a ultra-creative, skilled pen?

How slippery relationships can all too often be, or become, just like this poem.
I really got a knowing smile outta this’n … thanks, Jacob! ⁓ Richard🖌

I’ve read through this so many times and I have now somehow managed to lose count of the various ways in which I have so far managed to interpret it .. Indeed, such variances can only be satisfactorily juxtaposed against the vibrant backcloth of human relationships that I know from both personal and professional experience to exist .. You have such a unique way with words Jacob it has the JEC stamp running all the way through it .. Neville

Thank you for your very kind review, Neville. I am so pleased to see that many of our WC family have found a new home, and a comfortable one at that.
j.

I get the driver ignored what was happening on the side of the road in the woods? Interesting piece

Brilliantly laid, Jacob,

It’s gone wayyy too far when one’s political views are taken so seriously by the opposing radical factions that they’ll get ya killed.
It couldn’t have been put better than V1.

I love the Freestyle work, and really dig your title … the voice of present day, and enduring past’s as-well. There’s nothing new about crazy people.

It’s hard to say thanks to this, My Friend, but poetically speaking, I wholeheartedly do! ⁓ Richard🖌

Like a film noir movie this has the effects of heartbreak and loneliness with a touch of moral ambiguity. I can feel the barren parts of life all over it. Good one, J.

I wholeheartedly agree with Tim. This does have a film noir ambiance to it. Were you by any chance wearing a trench coat and a low brimmed fedora while writing it? Lol, so good to have your presence here, J. Like you never missed a beat!

Reminds me of all those movies about city angst. (I am suppressing a rant about how much I hate New York), and all it’s denizens… I can see them now walking down seedy sidewalks in the rain, their furthest horizon in easy walking distance. Beautiful imagery sir, and a nice reminder of how happy I am in a town with only about twelve occupied houses.