I see the moon in your collection of poems as a sliver of light and hope in the darkness of loneliness and the remembrance of past loves. I agree with @Lyssa that the poems, although separate, are woven together like a song.
your words touch deep, as always. Such farewells are never easy, but remembering the positive moments with fondness helps ease the transition a little. Still, saying goodbye is one of the hardest acts in life. your references to silt and sand and the tide washing away shared footprints really brings the sentiment home on an organic level. Beautifully done, tim. Cheers - Mac
Loving easy is not a negative trait. It's learning how to harness that love - being receptive to opportunities while also having discernment over what is good or bad for you - that is the challenge. Don't ever stifle your capacity to love.
Lost...then found. A powerful duet of poems. Our minds are often our own worst enemies, conjuring up self-doubt. That's when a friend, even in a virtual world, is valuable to have around.
As always, your poems evoke raw emotion.
I know this hasn't been an easy time for you, drew. But portraying emotions through written word can be part of the grieving, and also part of the healing, process. Guero will be cherished in your memories as well as here on this page.
Although I read these once previously, reading them again this morning brought fresh reactions. Death arriving with a bang, not just quietly sneaking in, is chilling.
I'm happy that you decided to start posting here, moggy, and I look forward to reading more (because I know you have more!) - Cheers, Mac
Aggravation lingers
And scratches at the eyes
The never-ending struggle
To exist with what belies
Trapped in bleak discordance
We claw hard at bitter roots
Seek solace for our errors
While cinched in disrepute
Limits of expression
Lure heat to fuel the fires
Bring derision to the table
And suppress profound desires
Intentions can’t foretell
A lone man’s disposition
In a world which spins eternal
We ea
It's difficult to read these after last night's situation, but, again, you've powerfully expressed your feelings through poetry, which (hopefully) releases some of that pain out into the air and away from you. xo
Thanks for returning to this for a moment. I hadn't finished my thought on it, which is that a safe word or gesture isn't necessary when the D/s relationship is built on absolute care and trust. That, plus communication and the Dom's ability to read the sub's reactions (there has to be some intuitiveness there, which a good Dom should have) is paramount to successful handling. Mike clearly has that with you. It works, for both of you.
OK, here's my answer: A safe word isn't necessary in a D/s relationship. Boundaries are already set and the Dom maintains control.
Waiting for PM thread...