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Stunning Stranger SCHIZOPHRENIC

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Written: May 23, 2024, For Charlotte Puddifoot Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Always hear hollering hellhounds, yet nothing close, nobody home, Paranoia, psychosis, schizophrenia, ponder lacked lucidity, pleaching, poohing... Haggard horrors haunt house vapid vacuous voices vision vortex brain echolalia blizzard blurred, Tongue-tied thesis tumbling thioridazine fragmented far-fetched foolish. Calling a crisis center schizoid living outward echoing elusive illicit improper illusions, Covert contact, surreptitiously scrambled temporal touch twisted, crazy confusion, Crushed stone stillness devours daylight dubious demons daring devastation temped talking back Lurking, leering, licentious, catatonic, gloom, diabolical hostility Asymmetry alien attack, A hebephrenic sponge spotted sapidity, created from amorphous stardust Spiritual medium anathematizes purest spirit, holy sight scrupulousness Highly sensitive slip-hold around ethereal auric field questing for quetiapine quiddity, Seraphic spirit shined with cyan mystical majesty under full light lavender moon, Quid pro quo, eugenic resile lobotomized deflated phosphorescent schizophrenia Ignoring magnificent mind suffered puerile mental wellness, without grasp: why!

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Duke Beaufort

Date: 5/28/2024 9:11:00 AM

SP, a haunting mixture of disease and even a few antipsychotic drugs mixed in. We hope those afflicted can get the treatment they need and live somewhat normally. Apparently, not that uncommon a disease affecting about 1% of the population. So many of us come in contact with this in some way.

Valsa George

Date: 5/24/2024 8:57:00 PM

This is an amazing journey into the labyrinth of a highly confused mind. The ones I pity most in life are the schizophrenic people fated to live in constant delusions and hallucinations. They lose touch with the realities of life and are constantly troubled by "hollering hellhounds".... the very phrase conveying the intensity of the inner turmoil they feel everyday. From the very opening lines you have entered into the complexities of the broken mental state of an insane person and have employed your usual technique of using alliterations and challenging and 'grueling' words. You alone can write this way.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/24/2024 7:35:00 PM

Yes you sure captured the tone of this mental illness. My dad was schizophrenic. It is such a hard thing. Both for the one inflicted with it and for those who cope with that person. Was this for the alliteration contest. You certainly used them a lot.

Silent One

Date: 5/24/2024 12:35:00 PM

Your poem delves into the tumultuous and disorienting experience of living with mental illness, painting a vivid and evocative picture of the internal struggles and external challenges faced. The opening lines immediately establish a sense of isolation and confusion, with the speaker hearing "hollering hellhounds" but finding "nothing close, nobody home.. The use of alliteration and assonance throughout the poem adds to its sense of disorientation and chaos, mirroring the fragmented and disjointed nature of the speaker's thoughts and experiences. Words like "paranoia," "pleaching," and "poohing" create a cacophony of sounds that reflect the inner turmoil of the speaker's mind.

Jay Narain

Date: 5/24/2024 11:16:00 AM

A poem depicting schizophrenic mind. You show the troubled state with vivid imagery.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 5/24/2024 4:59:00 AM

A unique theme, my friend. Your poem highlights turmoil of mind gripped in illness, with powerful vocabulary, Lasaad.

Ink Empress

Date: 5/23/2024 11:43:00 PM

Well written on schizophrenia! Youve described it so well there! The paranoia constant hallucinations and psychosis that comes with it all so well described and articulated! What a brilliant and profound poem this is! I love the opening lines as well as the ending. Schizophrenics are often frowned upon in this world and they deserve kindness too and to write about this illness is an excellent way to raise awareness on how it is with exquisite alliterations! Pleasure reading.Sending you light

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 5/23/2024 5:54:00 PM

Happiness is important. This poem of sadness talks for those who live with demons. Good luck.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 5/23/2024 4:54:00 PM

Wow! Quite the description, more so poetic to the max. What a mind you have, dear Poet!

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 5/23/2024 3:59:00 PM

the almost stream of consciousness quality of your poem certainly captures the nature of a schizophrenic. The constant almost disjointed chatter never stops. I've known a few schizophrenics...when in balance they seem to torture themselves with Why? Why me? Hard to pick just one line to like the last three seemed to resonate with me. Your poem is truly brilliant. Wishing you a pleasant evening, you poetess friend in Texas, Sara

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 5/23/2024 12:50:00 PM

- It must feel like being encased in a suit of armor ... woow ... best wishes in the contest, Las :) - hugs