As Comfortable As Possible

This is lovely and great! I miss your work my dear poet. Refreshing... so refreshing!!

Ekk...ekk....ekk....ekk...SKAT

A very searching write as I see it on one level Nathan, also I sense you have got the 'feel' of the impersonal way of life's events in this expressive piece..

Really well written and an amazing out-loud read. Somehow, I know the feeling. Mazz

Thanks a lot Nathan... glad to see my name on your winner's list! :) hope you'll find comfort.. as possible. ..lol... good job on here ! ^_+

/glad you finally closed out that one contest. It was so fun to see I got on the list!! Put up some more poems, Ok??

Love your work...stay comfortably numb as possible

A good read requiring the reader to think as well as feel his way through the words. Emile. #7

With all those competitions that you have finalised, where do you find the time to write as well? A very deep, painful write. You have dredged up just the right amount of angst and despair for this piece. Well written. I also agree with Andrea, fabulous title. Oh and thanks for the win.

Nathan, you do deep and dark and emotional poetry so well, you should do more and of course this is my kind of poetry, wonderful in every way and thank you so much for the compliment on my writing ~~

This is absolutely a very moving poem my very dear friend and brother Nathan. How sad when love eventually losses its color. I'm drawn in tears with this Excellent poem of yours my very dear friend. Whew! (I'll breath) You really write so well!! Well, I'm sending you a big brotherly hug and please extend it to my lovely sis below, Thank you so much for your precious time again dropping by page and the honor. Many blessings to you and your loved ones! love lots, poet sis leonora

Nate, I'm deeply moved by your poem. I can't stand self-closure. Especially when she or he does not know they are the ones that put distance between two footprints meant to be. I think this is how it feels when love runs out. It's like staring at the Mona Lisa until she fades & loses all color. Well, if your heart's ever put in a hospice place, I will look for U & revive U. This is what I call a perfect 10 poem. Until the fat lady sings. Stay Fresh & keep sharing, pain-numbing words. SKAT LOVE

Maybe if you stop smoking, you could breathe a bit better:) Wink! Wink! Sucking stale stagnant air, you say? Bad lungs are gonna send you down a hospice home. It makes me sad that your heart is not beating the right way. Maybe you need a hug... I don't want you to die. Nothing is over until both agree it's over. AND, I'm not signing any death forms today. Enjoyed your poem, It's breaking my Auspice Heart. To know, you might be dying soon. Love you more than yesterday. I'm Always Yours

a very moving poem from you, Nathan. The title is a fascinating one for the topic you are addressing. I really like the depth of emotion in this.