Poetry / In Lieu of Love

Thank you, I like the word: wordsmith.

Good review.  Did you read the comments under jadedpoet?  My love, my Fester was killed recently.  It was terrible.  I felt as though I was dying and this piece is about her.  It was also about the lengths a soul will go to to bring back the dead.  Thanks D.

OK?  Maybe I will change my handle to “Rambler”.
Thanks

It was like a paranormal experiment.  The universal question:  Do things happen for a reason?
Did you read the comments under jadedpoet to see the story behind this piece.  It is paranormal!

Not sure what I believe about experiences like that, but I thought seeing that rainbow right then was really cool. As for love, animals have the ability to touch a person like no other person ever can—unconditional love and loyalty. I’m sorry for what happened to Fester. Sometimes, adults just can’t understand such things, or they do but act as they do b/c it is, in Fester’s case, part of their job.

I loved that dog.

That I fully understand. Nothing has ever broken my heart like the death of a pet, more so when I saw them as they were dying.

I would have never thought it would be this bad. Thanks

Once again, I am red faced.  Thank you for the review, it is very thoughtful.  I am humbled.

“salty cerebellum”,...Electrolytes of the body, such as sodium become elevated in a dehydration state.  In this case from a depression and lying around sinking into a black hole of depression or overwhelming sadness.  The person cannot find the motivation to get up and live…essentially dying.  Sodium is required for neurological functioning, too much causes seizures.  Taste the skin, it is salty, taste a tear, it is salty.  Common sense would tell me the brain would taste salty as well.

“black madness demise”,...I can not imagine that sadness and death is a colorful experience.  The madness would be black; no future, no positive outcomes, no life, hence a black soul or black existence.  Black madness will eventually cause demise-correct?

“hammock eternity”…To lay in a hammock, peaceful and serene on a summer day with no concerns or worries-simply said.

Imagination helps to understand poetry.  Think salty cerebellum…what could that possible mean?
Sometimes you may have to do some research if you truly want to understand poetry because sometimes we realize we do not know everything.  It is an analytical mind which tries to understand another.
Thank you.

True enough I suppose, but those of us who are lesser mortals may not care to have to research our poetry to enjoy it.
I truly appreciate the effort here and the way you have tied it together.
I just happen to be a part of the audience that would not appreciate that style.
Thanks for taking the time to respond. Quite obviously you are talented and gifted.

I would like to expand your mind, that’s all.  There are a lot of things I don’t understand as well.  I like to say: I know a little about a lot of things, not I know a lot about a few things.
Thank you too, for taking the time.  It is an honor either way.

I enjoy a spirited discussion.
So, “Jack of all trades,”; the follow up though is the consequence (not to be confused with being a bad thing) “and master of none.”
And while I enjoy learning new things, I reserve that skill set for things other than my reading of lovely poems. For those, I simply enjoy the beauty of them as I would a fine painting. So by now you should know that I do not enjoy abstract art a great deal either. I do not like too much thought to be necessary to understand the soul of the artist, or the poet.
Again, my kind friend. Thank you for your desire to expand my old mind. I am quite comfortable with it’s folds where they are. Kind of like my slippers. lol

Funny

It is so interesting to see how some people are totally lost when they read poetry and some people understand immediately.  I used to put poems here to just watch the way the human mind interprets information.  It is an interesting experiment…understanding the complexity of sadness.
Thank you for taking the time.  The truth behind this poem is in the jadedpoet comments.

Thanks for the explanation. Although readers, and writers don’t often need one, they read the emotion. This reminds me of my childhood. Five brothers and me. One brother, the smartest, also felt the most. The world hurts, a lot. He found that unjust and fought back. 25 years ago, he was also the bravest, most courageous and paid the biggest price. But he saved all of us. You remind me of him. I love him very much, but even if he wasn’t my brother, I would be in complete awe of him.

Take a look at my dedications at: www.therevelationpainting.wordpress.com
You will see your brother walked among kings!

Thank you

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Thank you

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Anatomical tied to the spiritualism of emotion and everything inbetween.  How the physical body impacts the spiritual.  Thank you for taking the time.

It is a universal question…where is this going?
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