Raining Ruins

This brevity becomes you dear Inky and your modifiers here are magically weaved - especially (among others) your personifications -- fatigued sunset is so very poignant!

You have done extremely well with this emotional six-line offering, Empress! Congratulations on your top podium finish! ~ Regards // paul

even grief is beautiful in your words dear poet!!! congratulations on your top win blessed one. Cheers.

Well-said, Ink E., you depict heartbreak really well in this brevity piece.

Oh wow! Another level! Warmest congratulations on your top win in Line’s contest, IE.

Another classic poem on a weeping soul, with powerful emotions that can pierce any heart. 'Grieving roses filled with thistles'.....how I wish you will once write of smiling roses emanating heavenly fragrance! Let synonyms of grief be replaced by 'synonyms of joy'. Long or short, your poems are awesome.

Wow so full of emotions! The last three lines are a beautiful rhetorical question! Did you know Michael Thorr wrote a lovely poem inspired by you? He entered my contest but sadly forgot he put his name on it! Anyway congratulations on your win!

Wow this was a wonderful short poem. Perfect win for a perfect poem. Congrats, Ink

IE...Hi there! This is a great poem. You pose a question and leave it up to us to think about the answer. I had an English teacher who scolded me about preaching, which you do not do! I have read many of your poems and believe that many things in this universe you've identified are standing ready to ease the "synonyms of grief"--a great line in and of itself. Grief comes from loss and our memory of that which pains us or which causes us to feel badly. At some point, we can change our relationship to any of those memories and feel better. Easy it is not and it takes a lot of thought and time to heal the wounds of grief, anger, or guilt. I sincerely hope you are in a good place and appreciate this poem very much. Smiles to a very bright star!!!

such lanquid depth in this remarkable work, ink! a fatigued moment it truly is..i like reading short verses from you!

I sank like a fatigued sunset in a storm, leaving a vase of grieving roses.. oooooo child … I await moonlight to kiss my weeping pillow… loook at how to make this line flow like a breeze !!! sky erase the synonyms of grief, damn the architecture of that line is soo elegantly articulated papi!!! when raining ruins is all this heart weaves? Mmmm the ending just dropped my heart … absolute beauty!

We often encounter those dark days but we should ever give up on hope as the sun will always shine again. Hope your week is going well IE. Tom

beautiful poem, and touching, could feel the true emotion here, enjoyed

Beautiful...always is. :) <3

I really enjoyed reading your shorter "Raining Ruins" write. So much said here... Have a wonderful day writing away............

Why is your pillow so sad? And can’t your heart weave more joyous things?!? I know it can. I was deeply touched by this poem. Thanks for the write.

This is very good Ink. "while this heart waits for moonlight to kiss my weeping pillow…," this line invokes so much emotions. I think it's my favourite. Kiss my weeping pillow. Just beautiful bittersweet imagery. As a borderline this line hit hard "raining ruins is all I weave?."

Wow! The ending is just great !