You convey much, through these powerful lines.. I think you reflected on that darker silence, quite apart from that benign, golden bit.. A superb verse!
Heylo! Just popping my head in to say I hope You and Yours had a lovely Thanksgiving. And Lord, Danielle; this poem packs a serious punch every time I read it. Just a fast, furious response from my gut that says…ohhhh…God.
You always have a way of poetically ‘flipping’ a subject, so that we can see the hidden aspect that is darker and often more common that the original connotation. Silence can indeed be a poisonous weapon as well as an interval of peace. So much said economically.
Thanks so much Mark. That was my goal; I guess that’s why I am really enjoying the challenges of a condensed form. It really stretches those mental muscles:)
Every comment you have received on this piece is well deserved. This is a wonderfully crafted piece, all words removed except for the ones required to cut straight into the reader.
Thank you, Purple. Yes, I agree. The silence is awful and so is waiting for the sideways comments and insults that eventually leak out. I feel so bad for anyone that has to go through it, especially the person I had in mind when writing it.
After noting the skillful use of form, I let myself just feel this, recognizing it before I peeked at your explanatory comment. Silence may be golden to some, but to others, especially when used as a weapon … it is just sad. Great poem!
You’re a sorceress. You’re a magician, a conjurer. I can’t believe everything you manage to pack into such a short, simple form. Breathtaking and powerful.
Thanks, J My dad was just telling me a story about one of his friends, and how he suffered through a loveless marriage with many silent treatments that eventually got the best of him, poisoned his outlook on life and himself. So sad.
December 14th, 2009 |
Hello “Hello!”
Nice to “meet” you! Thank you so much for the generous comment. Blessings:)
December 12th, 2009 |
Absolutely beautiful. I love your poetry.
December 9th, 2009 |
Oh yes, DL, silence can be brilliant or ashen–depends on the intent…
December 2nd, 2009 |
You convey much, through these powerful lines.. I think you reflected on that darker silence, quite apart from that benign, golden bit.. A superb verse!
November 29th, 2009 |
Twice blessed again, Bliss. Hugs right back:)
November 29th, 2009 |
Hi CD! Thank you. I hope you are enjoying your new job
November 29th, 2009 |
Thanks Va. Now if I could only be as economical while shopping
November 29th, 2009 |
Heylo! Just popping my head in to say I hope You and Yours had a lovely Thanksgiving. And Lord, Danielle; this poem packs a serious punch every time I read it. Just a fast, furious response from my gut that says…ohhhh…God.
Hugs and Namaste.
November 25th, 2009 |
The silence is always painful, yet it always seems to give us plenty of time to figure out what to say before it broken. You made me feel this one..
November 25th, 2009 |
You always have a way of poetically ‘flipping’ a subject, so that we can see the hidden aspect that is darker and often more common that the original connotation. Silence can indeed be a poisonous weapon as well as an interval of peace. So much said economically.
November 25th, 2009 |
Thanks so much Mark. That was my goal; I guess that’s why I am really enjoying the challenges of a condensed form. It really stretches those mental muscles:)
November 25th, 2009 |
Joseph, you’re so wonderful…yes, I am okay.
November 25th, 2009 |
Every comment you have received on this piece is well deserved. This is a wonderfully crafted piece, all words removed except for the ones required to cut straight into the reader.
November 24th, 2009 |
I don’t often presume that poetry indicates the state of things with the writer, but are you okay lately? :\
November 24th, 2009 |
Hi there Paul. Thank you, as always:)
November 24th, 2009 |
Thank you, Purple. Yes, I agree. The silence is awful and so is waiting for the sideways comments and insults that eventually leak out. I feel so bad for anyone that has to go through it, especially the person I had in mind when writing it.
November 23rd, 2009 |
After noting the skillful use of form, I let myself just feel this, recognizing it before I peeked at your explanatory comment. Silence may be golden to some, but to others, especially when used as a weapon … it is just sad. Great poem!
November 23rd, 2009 |
This is a lovely piece of work Danielle.
November 23rd, 2009 |
Hey there Bliss, glad you like it
LOVED your last post!
November 23rd, 2009 |
I’m astounded. Keep reading it. Clawing my heart….ahhh.
You Shine SOOOOO brightly. Thank You and Namaste.
November 23rd, 2009 |
I can’t believe all the awesome compliments you managed to pack into this comment:) Thank you, Darc. You do my heart good:)
November 23rd, 2009 |
You’re a sorceress. You’re a magician, a conjurer. I can’t believe everything you manage to pack into such a short, simple form. Breathtaking and powerful.
November 22nd, 2009 |
Thanks, J
My dad was just telling me a story about one of his friends, and how he suffered through a loveless marriage with many silent treatments that eventually got the best of him, poisoned his outlook on life and himself. So sad.
November 22nd, 2009 |
wow, just…wow.
November 22nd, 2009 |
LOL thank you, Falc! It makes me feel so much better thinking I can be a chef of some sort, since it definitely isn’t in the kitchen:)
November 22nd, 2009 |
Breathtaking! You have such a way of not mincing words, and yet, making mincemeat with them. You are the Iron Chef of words.