A Secret Kept

Back with congratulations

Heartiest congratulations, Valsa, on sharing the top podium in this contest with a wonderful poem, so elegantly carved with layers of metaphors. "nested in her ignorance, never knowing there is poison in the sting of bees as dripping honey in their combs" so elegantly expressed. The secret has remained a secret though it can be guessed. Sending you blessings of light.

Back with heartfelt congratulations on your podium win. What a great honor to share the podium with you.

Congratulations on your win Valsa! This one is quite emotive! Enjoyed your unique write!

This one gave me goose bumps and a shudder. and also a whispered wish that I could write like that...thanks for participating in the "contest"

What a great ending. I enjoyed reading this one. Thanks for sharing it with us. I am delighted that I found it and saw I had not read it. Sara K

Gorgeous imagery and the feeling of the girl is so beautiful, well done!! <3

Valsa this is such a well written poem hope you did well in contest hugs Shadow

What a struggle your poem reflects, dearest Valsa. There is so much pain looking for relief reflected in your lines. Is there new life in the "silver chambers" as pain is discarded? I hope so. Best wishes for a win with this thought provoking poem. I do love the mermaids in the last lines. Sending you blessings, dear friend!

I enjoy this gripping verse with a shocking surprise at the end. It has a beautiful hope in fantasy. Good luck with the contest.

The sight and the words intertwine seamlessly, a delicate dance of meaning and form. Exquisitely crafted, dear friend. There is much to convey: the imagery captivates, the conclusion resonates, and this remarkable composition has rendered me utterly speechless. I wish you luck with this contest submission.

Dear Valsa, I like how the imagery shifts from the cliff’s edge to the underwater world, almost like moving from harsh reality into myth. The ending especially stands out for it leaves me with both unease and wonder at the same time. Powerful and memorable. Autumn Blessings, Dear Valsa, Daniel

Oh, sad. I do like the thought of the mythical mermaids there to garland her. The sadness of giving up on a life is heart wrenching in a reality where there are no mermaids, but angels and demons, heaven or hell (though the form of 'hell' is debatable to many, my dearly beloved cousin certainly caused hell for us, his survivors, especially his wife and son). God, the giver of life or satan who comes to rob, kill and destroy precious lives. My cousin died of a self-inflicted death, I pray for him always, though people discourage me from doing so, it is all that I can do for him and us. He left us more shattered than he could dream. I hope she now awakes from a nightmare and chooses to live. This is so sad, but you wrote it very well. I just want it to be a bad dream, but sadly, a terrible reality is suicide.

Life can be very hard for many...I do not judge -- but do try to encourage and help where possible. Powerful poem.

Is suicide a solution? The poem is marvellous, though. Great imagery.

Love it! We jumped in with her, into the silver chambers to be garlanded by mermaids.

Enjoyed the entire composition and from "SWISH" to last word was an especially sweet read. Best wishes for and with all things including the contest ....

The image and the words blend so well together. Beautifully written, my friend. Rooting for you with this one! Hugs :)

something to share, the images are brilliant, love the ending, thanks poet

Wow this is so brilliantly written! Deep and thoughtful. Very well, dear friend :)

Wow, Valsa! An amazing and brilliant write....left me breathless. Best wishes with this contest entry, hugs, Sara

Wow. Wish I had thought of this!

This poem captures a moment of tension: poised between despair and release, between vulnerability and action. It uses strong imagery and metaphor to evoke the emotional state of the speaker (or subject). The descent into the “silver chambers” suggests a shift, a tipping point — perhaps death, or a mystical transformation. The poem leaves space for the reader to feel the ambiguity and to reflect on what “edge,” “invitation,” “poison,” and “escape” might mean in a larger sense.

Oh this is deep and dark, I love it GL in the contest

Wow! I can feel the angst! Great job and good luck in the contest!