timmy's poetry - 16. Unwary

öha  Powerful that for sure.

Sweet Tim, 
 I'm so happy you use your words to free your voice. Just like you, your words have purpose. 
 I totally understand that feeling of ALONE. You my sweet man are never alone! 

this hurts

The hurt rings out like many harsh, discordant bells; you cry for certainty in a chaotic place in this poem. Your pain makes me so unhappy, brother. 

40 minutes ago, BHopper2 said:

One word: Powerful.

 

Thanks for sharing with us, Tim.

Thanks for reading BHopper! xoxx

24 minutes ago, MacGreg said:

You are never alone. Got that? Never.

Thanks, Mac. That means a lot to me. And yeah, I got it.

Just now, Mikiesboy said:

Thanks, Mac. That means a lot to me. And yeah, I got it.

Good, or I'd have to come up there...

16 minutes ago, Lyssa said:

öha  Powerful that for sure.

Thank you Sis.. xo

2 minutes ago, MacGreg said:

Good, or I'd have to come up there...

hehe.. hmmmm lol 

16 minutes ago, BlindAmbition said:

Sweet Tim, 
 I'm so happy you use your words to free your voice. Just like you, your words have purpose. 
 I totally understand that feeling of ALONE. You my sweet man are never alone! 

Thanks JP. You know what they say, you can be along in a crowd... thank you for your support and friendship xoxxo 

tim

16 minutes ago, mayday said:

this hurts

Hey mayday . sorry if it hurt.. thanks for your support xoxo

8 minutes ago, Parker Owens said:

The hurt rings out like many harsh, discordant bells; you cry for certainty in a chaotic place in this poem. Your pain makes me so unhappy, brother. 

Thank you Parker, there isn't a lot of certainty in the world but sometimes we find a small oasis if we're lucky.. hugs Parker xoxo 

Had to think about my reply, tim... powerful and upsetting, but that's where I'm at... great writing and I hear both pain and want in the message...

What are we waiting for?

I can be tomorrow, on that train

Yes, you/we all could do that... Just speaking for me... I've learned to be careful what I wish for, because in my experience, the grass is never greener... Hope you're okay... Gary xo

23 minutes ago, Headstall said:

Had to think about my reply, tim... powerful and upsetting, but that's where I'm at... great writing and I hear both pain and want in the message...

 

What are we waiting for?

I can be tomorrow, on that train

 

Yes, you/we all could do that... Just speaking for me... I've learned to be careful what I wish for, because in my experience, the grass is never greener... Hope you're okay... Gary xo

 

I'm okay Gary and I'm not going anywhere. I don't always write about me, often i read things, or hear them and i internalize them, put myself in that place to discover the feelings there. tim xox

1 hour ago, Mikiesboy said:

Hey mayday . sorry if it hurt.. thanks for your support xoxo

don't be sorry. I do feel for you - so far away that I cannot even offer support or my shoulder - your hurt is one my thoughts cannot even imagine. Feelings diminish vast distances to nothing, when put into your words - the Atlantic wanes into a small stream that might be crossed in one leap.

Your last sentence has left me reeling. I do know how much silence can hurt us - silence which drives our loneliness home, which leaves us with only ourselves - nothing between me and the void that life is - can be - I wish I had your way with words, dear friend...

13 hours ago, mayday said:

don't be sorry. I do feel for you - so far away that I cannot even offer support or my shoulder - your hurt is one my thoughts cannot even imagine. Feelings diminish vast distances to nothing, when put into your words - the Atlantic wanes into a small stream that might be crossed in one leap.

Your last sentence has left me reeling. I do know how much silence can hurt us - silence which drives our loneliness home, which leaves us with only ourselves - nothing between me and the void that life is - can be - I wish I had your way with words, dear friend...

@mayday.. do you not see it?  because i did.. clear as day ... i took your words... made only a few changes:

so far away that I cannot offer support or shoulder

 your hurt is one my thoughts cannot imagine.

 Feelings diminish vast distances to nothing,

 the Atlantic wanes into a small stream

that might be crossed in one leap.

The final sentence has left me reeling.

I know how much silence can hurt us

it drives our loneliness home,

and leaves us with only ourselves  

nothing between me and the void that life is - can be

Your words always strike deeply.

The line about silence being more cruel than the slap. WOW. It was always what we feared most growing up.  Mom had a wicked backhand, and she could scream at you.  But Dad.  He'd just get quiet.

Many thanks for sharing this with us.

I happen to think it must take great courage to do so.  

2 hours ago, Mikiesboy said:

 

mayday.. do you not see it?  because i did.. clear as day ... i took your words... made only a few changes:

 

 

so far away that I cannot offer support or shoulder

 your hurt is one my thoughts cannot imagine.

 Feelings diminish vast distances to nothing,

 the Atlantic wanes into a small stream

that might be crossed in one leap.

The final sentence has left me reeling.

I know how much silence can hurt us

it drives our loneliness home,

and leaves us with only ourselves  

nothing between me and the void that life is - can be

Mayday...I saw it to.

When I read your comments, I read it in cadence.

Well written!

3 minutes ago, mollyhousemouse said:

Mayday...I saw it to.

When I read your comments, I read it in cadence.

Well written!

Nice .. molly!!   it was so clear wasnt it?

2 minutes ago, Mikiesboy said:

Nice .. molly!!   it was so clear wasnt it?

It really was tim!

So clear!

And so wonderful!

Quite powerful and a bit unsettling - once again you have taken a few words and made them into something real

3 hours ago, mollyhousemouse said:

Your words always strike deeply.

 

The line about silence being more cruel than the slap. WOW. It was always what we feared most growing up.  Mom had a wicked backhand, and she could scream at you.  But Dad.  He'd just get quiet.

 

Many thanks for sharing this with us.

I happen to think it must take great courage to do so.  

I've learned that silence is a terrible punishment.  When that loving voice is withheld it is worse than any physical pain. If they hit you, at least you know that they acknowlege your there. 

thanks molly xo

7 minutes ago, Bucket1 said:

Quite powerful and a bit unsettling - once again you have taken a few words and made them into something real

Thanks B!   sorry if its disturbing.. all is fine..xoxxo