Longevity, SK

Glad to see you got a win. Congrats, Sweetie

Ahh but the spirit is stong here dear Poetess, tests and time bear upon us All, but to rise above.? Thats the higher Call.' On the un-shaken rose the dew does glint, before returning to life, To re-vive by efficacious dint.)

Congratulations on your work being on my winners' list. I am delighted it was there. Way to go. Look the artwork that you pictured. Sara K.

Back with Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your "Longevity, SK" great write again. Have a blessed day with your wonderful win................

I enjoyed reading. Your "Longevity, SK" is a great write for a great picture. Love Both..... Great Ending... "Good Luck"  I also did this contest.... Have a Lovely/Blessed Day Writing Away............

"where language reflects the lunatic and words hold no weight." -- Wow, a sledgehammer of truth! "Let the heart relearn hurt once more, as the Reaper listens" -- Really unique and profound expression. "I know my faith’s flame: the rhapsody of a rose, unshaken…" Beautiful expression, Empress. Brava!

when man's feelings, observations are set into.motion and marked by blots of a pen ,they become classic, timeless records of human nature...your remarkable work mirrors this truism with such elan, ink...much enjoyed!

always so beautiful are your poems!

Dear Empress, I am waking to that specific flavor of nothingness, where the ink is practically begging to mean something substantial against the drag of routine, what a heavy space to inhabit. Unearthing a dusty notebook of my own verses from decades past not too long ago, I found myself wrestling with that exact tension, language at time does feel like it holds no weight, right up until the moment it suddenly does. Empress, "Beholding me write longevity into the sky" is just a spectacular line. It turns the act of writing into a defiance against the Reaper's ear. It takes real grit to intentionally let the heart relearn the hurt rather than just going numb to the steady seconds. I really appreciate how you guided the piece from that stark, heavy morning stillness into such a grounded, unshakeable faith by the end. The "rhapsody of a rose" is a beautiful place to land as a FAV. Blessings, Daniel

Starting on a very sad tone and ending with love and faith unifying all shattered pieces and getting fused into a heavenly rhapsody. Savor the stillness of every morning and allow the heart to relearn every hurt. Poignant and powerful.

Quite different from mine indeed. This is a beauty and a fave, Sweetie

I love the way you conclude this poem of patient pining...You are the flame of a freshly moving and expressing faith that is purely it's own...a very beautiful picture to compliment the abeyance of your heart in this mature write of introspection...J.A.B. A FAV!

when ink craves to crease its lines with truth that will not run in recurring refrains of a time-bruised routine,. Mmmmmm the absolute pure beauty in this line is absolutely mesmerizing!!! where language reflects the lunatic.. ooo yes yesssss!!! I am the biggest lunatic in my language!!! No questions there aeee !! and words hold no weight. Only my body hold weight that tooo overweight!!! Tsk!!! Doctor said so ae! beholding me write longevity into the sky,.. lemme write ae for u “ u r my longitudinal longevity and my latitudinal lady lumps!!! My hump…. My hump …. My lovely lady lumps !!! XD!!! Ok I think I am dehydrated in me!! I know my faith’s flame.,, damn!!! the rhapsody of a rose, unshaken…aye ayaaaa I am pretty shook papi!!! U got me in all kinds of shakesss… shake it off.. shake it off … oo oo ooooooo!!!