Thank you so much Bethel :). Your last name is part of mine :). I don't know what has come over me lately but I find I stop what I'm doing to write these long meandering stream of conscious poems and I don't change a thing. This has never happened in my life so I know it's writing and writing my way out of grief, and growing, that has spawned a new thing. I am shutting down more of the world and going raw - albeit I feel the world's pain immensely and that is more of what is happening as I hear and feel the pain of others. I have read more than ever and have looked at history more than ever. Grief has a way of doing that I guess. ox
Writing can be a therapy of sorts, a vent for all those feelings you can't really tell others. That so many of those feelings for you derive from empathy says a lot about your character. And to make art of these feelings, or the grief and despair, that is a wonderful thing.
(P.S. maybe the 'hew' is just shared amongst amazing writers?)
So true. I feel despair to see so many suffer and also be brain washed. But living too, is important, as it can be over so quickly. Being wise, discerning, loving and kind. Seeing the whole picture.
What’s even more amazing about this beautiful poem is that this morning I wrote a poem in memory of my dad and mom. Then I visit my email to find this gem. Ugh… God has a way of reminding us about our true treasures.
Oh Jannette, I am so happy to hear this and we are on a similar wave-length. I hope you begin to share more here. I need an on-fire friend. I wrote this in a dual form of treasuring my dad and his honesty and the suffocation of this world. That's what I love about exploring poetry as expression - you don't have to express it all, but yet, you are.
We can stay in touch maybe near the end? I'm out of town in the middle of May and it's crazy the first few weekends but I'd love to meet halfway? June can be foggy and cool too 🥰😘
So my stories no longer show up in the Notes feed. I was removed two weeks ago. Tried to inquire but feel a bit of spiritual warfare happening. Thank you for your heart Jenn. ox
What? Somebody removed you? I do not spend a lot of time perusing notes, but I thought it was not like that here. I hope the block out or whatever it is is removed soon. I’m so sorry, Deb, that’s immensely frustrating. Sending you a hug.
Conciseness in poetry is beautiful to see—after all, its purpose is to distill ideas to their most raw forms. Nice poem!
Thank you so much Bethel :). Your last name is part of mine :). I don't know what has come over me lately but I find I stop what I'm doing to write these long meandering stream of conscious poems and I don't change a thing. This has never happened in my life so I know it's writing and writing my way out of grief, and growing, that has spawned a new thing. I am shutting down more of the world and going raw - albeit I feel the world's pain immensely and that is more of what is happening as I hear and feel the pain of others. I have read more than ever and have looked at history more than ever. Grief has a way of doing that I guess. ox
Writing can be a therapy of sorts, a vent for all those feelings you can't really tell others. That so many of those feelings for you derive from empathy says a lot about your character. And to make art of these feelings, or the grief and despair, that is a wonderful thing.
(P.S. maybe the 'hew' is just shared amongst amazing writers?)
So true. I feel despair to see so many suffer and also be brain washed. But living too, is important, as it can be over so quickly. Being wise, discerning, loving and kind. Seeing the whole picture.
and ha ha! Hew is a good name ☺️😘🙌🏻
Deborah- I love this particular part of the poem: "
I savor
of loving
arms in
a melancholy"
Beautifully said. Loving arms to me conjure up so many deeper references. And its absence makes the savoring all the more a longing.
Thank you so much Thalia 🩵
I love how you described the absence and longing. As an immigrant this has been a resounding gong. Hope you're having a peaceful weekend. ox
What’s even more amazing about this beautiful poem is that this morning I wrote a poem in memory of my dad and mom. Then I visit my email to find this gem. Ugh… God has a way of reminding us about our true treasures.
Oh Jannette, I am so happy to hear this and we are on a similar wave-length. I hope you begin to share more here. I need an on-fire friend. I wrote this in a dual form of treasuring my dad and his honesty and the suffocation of this world. That's what I love about exploring poetry as expression - you don't have to express it all, but yet, you are.
God Bless you. and thank you for blessing me. ox
Crying! So beautiful!
I need to meet you ❤️
That would be awesome! Maybe in May on a Saturday, before it gets SoCal hot.
We can stay in touch maybe near the end? I'm out of town in the middle of May and it's crazy the first few weekends but I'd love to meet halfway? June can be foggy and cool too 🥰😘
Yes!
This is so beautiful Deb❤️
Thank you my bff and forever...
Love you 😘
Beautiful <3
Thank you Victoria 🩷 ox
Bless you Deb. Beautiful elegy. 🙏❤️
Thank you Jamie 🩵
Bless you as well.
Lovely , beautiful poem and photo, thinking of your dad. Sending a hug for the melancholy ❤️
Thank you Jenn. It had a few meanings and I was a bit sad this morning but it's life ❤️ I hope you're doing well friend. oxox
I hope your sorrow has taken flight like the sparrow and you have recovered your joy. ❤️
I'm back and strong.
So my stories no longer show up in the Notes feed. I was removed two weeks ago. Tried to inquire but feel a bit of spiritual warfare happening. Thank you for your heart Jenn. ox
What? Somebody removed you? I do not spend a lot of time perusing notes, but I thought it was not like that here. I hope the block out or whatever it is is removed soon. I’m so sorry, Deb, that’s immensely frustrating. Sending you a hug.
Love this, great picture too!!
Thank you Lee. I've been a little melancholy. It catches you when you least expect it.. right? I must read your last few pieces! I will soon 😘
Sweet remembering of your dad! 😊You’re a poet too… nice! 👏👏
Thank you Joan. It has several meanings. That's the beauty of poetry. I dabble here & there but I'm nowhere near proficient! Sending you my love. ox
I love what you are doing! Your poem is absolutely beautiful.
Thank you Bob. I so appreciate your kindness. ox
Yesss. You know me. Got caught in some sadness. Sending you a hug back Jenni. ox