Steal The World

Seems to be a cry for understanding, to me, Clive. Separated from the world or apart from it, you prefer to take from the world that's separated from you instead of giving yourself up to be in it. Deep thoughts and good poetry, my friend. That's what my mind gave me on this one, it may be totally different. Don't you just love being able to take whatever meets your needs from what is freely given in any form? I do. Have a pleasant weekend. Bill

This is such a profound and intriguing tanka, it evokes so many poignant emotions which reflect how one loses a part of their souls, never remaining the same again.. Feeling distant and cold, in a place of needing warmth.. Such a deep one! Loved reading this..

Interesting poem, i think we all give away a little of ourselves.. especially in the distance.. why show such treasures only to deny one from them..

This is so deep especially how you’ve written “ , I lye here on distantly dry stones, and not within your feathers” what a profound and thought provoking micropoem, made me think deep. Pleasure always reading you