Occasional Poetry - 49. Two Grey Sonnets

Wow to both, Parker... is it cowardice? Or is it self preservation? We all keep something to ourselves, for sure, but I understand the weight of the burden all to well. I send you love and wish you peace "hug: ... and I have that same old guy in my bed too.... superb expression, my friend... cheers... Gary....

Some difficult emotions to wrestle with here. I was very moved by Stranger.

Oh Parker ... these made me sad for the author... but I think we will all feel it one day ... hugz xo

On 10/12/2016 01:44 AM, Valkyrie said:

I understand those thoughts and feelings all too well. Sometimes it's very wearying wearing that mask.

Thanks, Val for the hugs, and for the understanding. You see how much of a burden one can make oneself carry, and how tiresome, too. I am glad these poems reached to you and touched something.

On 10/12/2016 04:32 AM, Headstall said:

Wow to both, Parker... is it cowardice? Or is it self preservation? We all keep something to ourselves, for sure, but I understand the weight of the burden all to well. I send you love and wish you peace "hug: ... and I have that same old guy in my bed too.... superb expression, my friend... cheers... Gary....

That old guy is there every morning! How did he get there? And you know him, too! Goodness, he must get around...and you are very good to understand the dilemma of keeping some things deeply to ourselves. Of course, one could ask if it is self preservation, then is that particular self worth preserving? But that must be for another sonnet...thanks so much for your insight and empathy. P

On 10/12/2016 06:58 AM, Lux Apollo said:

Some difficult emotions to wrestle with here. I was very moved by Stranger.

I thank you for reading these and wrestling with them. That you were moved by 'Stranger' touches me, and I am glad you found it so.

On 10/12/2016 07:16 AM, Mikiesboy said:

Oh Parker ... these made me sad for the author... but I think we will all feel it one day ... hugz xo

One time or another, we feel these, you're right there. Don't feel too sad for the poor author; it appears there may be someone there to chase away the stranger, and someone in whom to shelter from the unmerciful. Hugs^2. P

As I mentioned in a PM to you about these poems, the smoothness with which you now build quatrains is awesome. It's so much improved from where you were only a short time ago.

The content though leaves me feeling disquiet for the poet. I hope morning light does come to dispel the shadows of gray.

Thanks for posting these

On 10/12/2016 08:20 AM, AC Benus said:

As I mentioned in a PM to you about these poems, the smoothness with which you now build quatrains is awesome. It's so much improved from where you were only a short time ago.

 

The content though leaves me feeling disquiet for the poet. I hope morning light does come to dispel the shadows of gray.

 

Thanks for posting these

These were written in the middle of a dark span of days; the light returned, and these words were left. The poet appears to have someone who will not hunt him down, someone who can help hold the stranger at bay. And in that, there is hope. Many thanks for your very kind and generous words. I blush, even as I smile...

Two sterling poem, Parker.

The first, Stranger, began as riffs on the "who is the stranger I see in my mirror?" but added feeling and depth to that simple triviality, until -- that last line, which turned it all on its head.

In Hiding is just superbly done -- every thought, every line.

Bravo!

On 10/12/2016 01:11 PM, skinnydragon said:

Two sterling poem, Parker.

 

The first, Stranger, began as riffs on the "who is the stranger I see in my mirror?" but added feeling and depth to that simple triviality, until -- that last line, which turned it all on its head.

 

In Hiding is just superbly done -- every thought, every line.

 

Bravo!

I blush deeply at your very kind and generous words. 'Stranger' was indeed inspired by that awkward gent in the mirror; I am glad the inversion at the end worked for you. 'In Hiding' is more deeply felt. Thanks for reading these and for your response to them.