tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930188128946500869.post9222589690036537837..comments2023-08-29T00:19:57.259-04:00Comments on Poetical Psyche: The Requiem and Potential Rebirth upon Preparation's StageAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05885047796180529498noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930188128946500869.post-47687842630834792282012-11-30T16:16:48.204-05:002012-11-30T16:16:48.204-05:00Great reflection Fred
I am taken out of one dimens...Great reflection Fred<br />I am taken out of one dimension of thought and into another<br />and then you throw me on a stage and I am going another direction - excellentAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13414513238308254080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930188128946500869.post-75556043345322318472012-11-27T15:23:09.416-05:002012-11-27T15:23:09.416-05:00I like the details of the preparation Fred special...I like the details of the preparation Fred specially these lines:<br /><br />The quivering moves that make the bow,<br />unsteadying an aim that's hindered slow<br /><br />Yet it all comes into the stage, isn't it ~ Just like the play or a movie, it must stand on its own, a testament to the birthing process ~ <br /><br />Sorry for the late reply ~ Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930188128946500869.post-74304164679791075392012-11-26T06:00:52.481-05:002012-11-26T06:00:52.481-05:00When I first started reading, the angst, the fear,...When I first started reading, the angst, the fear, the intense worrying, reminded me so much of how I used to build it all up about a trip to the dentist. Then the finding the courage to dare. And yes, we all are drawn to train wreck and drama, even though we most won't admit it.<br />Epic of a poem Fred.Daydreamertoohttp://daydreamertoo.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930188128946500869.post-57271813499512373562012-11-25T19:07:25.085-05:002012-11-25T19:07:25.085-05:00Yeah that is the same with everything it seems, th...Yeah that is the same with everything it seems, the good stuff is there and recognized some but immediatly goes by the wayside as soon as something bad happens, for something bad is oh so fun to talk about and then comes the preparing and such. Guess humans are so concieted they don't want to lose everything so fear it more.Pat Hatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07745293224202430152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930188128946500869.post-22732408670292545432012-11-25T13:30:59.688-05:002012-11-25T13:30:59.688-05:00Wow, your poem is testament to the fact that prepa...Wow, your poem is testament to the fact that preparation is not always easy and is sometimes fraught with danger and missteps along the way. Your ending about the world loving a train wreck: I do wonder about that part. I hope that is not the mentality of the majority. Thought-provoking poem, Fred.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930188128946500869.post-42716889202437004752012-11-25T13:14:53.148-05:002012-11-25T13:14:53.148-05:00nice... i like how it goes from....The bass-less v...nice... i like how it goes from....The bass-less voice becomes the arrow, engrained<br />fears bite down, into a loveless marrow deeply strained...to....With sword in hand, shield concealing the right<br />Shining in his armor, he basks aglow, treading toward this light...stage fright makes us feel terribly helpless...and it may hit, no matter how well we're prepared...Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930188128946500869.post-34778606547473127382012-11-25T12:47:37.471-05:002012-11-25T12:47:37.471-05:00dang man...you went tour de force....smiles...real...dang man...you went tour de force....smiles...really great rhythm all the way through...really like...The bass-less voice becomes the arrow, engrained<br />fears bite down, into a loveless marrow deeply strained<br /><br />Sautéing respite blind and braised, tunneling cruel<br />the archer's sight, where a shivered imbalance sets to duel<br /><br />and ouch ont eh truth in your last line...dang...yes we do...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.com