The ending with cheque, banked and bankrupt gives this piece a grand force…the questions only hint at!! I d love to see this in the anthology this year! Consider it!

The first two lines begin on a roll..what I like is that the rhyming is fluid in your piece. Unhurried and honest. Well done!!

At each stage I heard like a different melody in my mind because of your transparency. Excellent story telling properties.

Mother nature can keep us all humble. Your poem packs a punch about our helplessness in the face of devastation. Nicely done!

Evokes emotion. The flyers. Happy ending. That this was written early morning is not lost on me!! Wow!

You had me at he moves on… and in the papertrail. Oh goodness, I see and hear what I can only display behind my eyes. Tears and pain. Maybe I m still living with deep regret. Like 40 years of letting THE one get away. DAMN!

I ll court her tonight…a solution that is also a hot mess in the making! I gave my own ending a second or two and chuckled. I ve done a lot of things for a good night’s sleep in my day. Some i totally regret. And I still long for that deep sleep state. Well done marathoner!

The list of what you like to do adds a spot check of what living life fully looks like * growing old has its own perks!! This poem works!!

What memories your poem brings!! Like an old tv ad for a collection at 3am, the playlist is totally running thru my mind and I m singing.

The malady of the cell phone pic. It was more than the yogurt container; that we as earth caregivers have failed. I read other poems from your marathon and I like the raw edge evident in your work. I hope you consider submission to the anthology!

I like your song choice. You give love a bad name. . . Screaming!! Jon.bon.Jovi. the power. The actor. The musician. That one line gives way to the drama of life!! Congrats!

This poem has layers… Means as money & power and just plain mean. The … as swords reminds me of the me2 movement and how awkward my men friends were in retelling some of their stories. There was an innocent piece, but many had been the worst kind of casting couch slum. These were men I knew and cared for. Loved. It became easier to see how…[Read more]

Clouds are no longer lonely. I just stayed with this vulnerable piece drawing in energy. Storms where I live often leave the air clean and the ground wet without a devastating wake. I m inspired to write about internal storms this morning. Thank you!

The images of shells. forgotten. People. There’s a depth in how you wrote this poem.

Unchangeable. That word caught my eye and my heart remembers making wrong moves…

This could be a gamers intro… so much action!! The white unicorn waits reminds me of knight on a white horse. Inspiring

This made me smile…afraid of a moth you say… that’s totally adorable!! I like the title because it makes me wonder what was brought in for dinner??

Concrete holds secrets it never tells you… vivid and direct. I also like the title, too.

I recognize the description, seeing myself sitting right there, and yet your words sound hopeful and mature. I like this for the anthology.. .

Your poem navigates further than the written words… your courage and strength remains! Congrats on this tech piece! Hope it makes it into the anthology! !