breathe in polluted
grumbling fault finders
serial hope killers
putrid vocabulary stench
grasping hands around
and squeezing spirits
Vivid and harsh. Words can pollute, maim, kill. They can also inspire hope, revolt, love.
Yes they can…I love that it can go both ways.
How the hell did we end up in this state?
I would like to know that also
I might turn one of your poems into a song…Lou
Ah…well let me know. I’d like to hear it.
I love your word choices. Very deliberate and powerful!
Thank you!!! Very deliberate, yes they are.
Your poems are beautiful, visceral, jarring…and lots of other words that don’t totally make sense when I try to string them together. Please keep writing; there are people out there, like me, who really appreciate your work 🙂
I do appreciate your comment so very much. Thank you my friend!!
AUGH! Creepy smiley face, sorry. (: there…
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Wow! Thank you so very much Jackie!!
Makes me feel vulnerable to those terrors. Your poems touching tortues titilating the reader to astound
Nice piece! Few words; depicting much. Love this!
Excellent piece. I can feel the emotion
I love poetry that makes me feel something. Poetry should make you feel something, not just sit on the page. Not a useless or carelessly placed word in the whole thing. I love it. 🙂
‘serial hope killers’
Just ONE of many haunting word images. Beautiful!
I love it, thanks