according to some, an imagination worth the attempt is nine tenths the problem. like an icy stare worth the better half of somewhere else, food for thought comes to those that wait, and have the rest for others. such is life... good story with a real agenda for knowing the most of needs in the class of heeds.
placation of the soul seems to be a shadow without any future, but with a thought and a breath runs faster than the wind itself. who is, who does and who was, is always the self. perhaps a seat at a better table with better company earns a smile along the way. good, thought provoking poem on the nature we all see as ourselves.
Actually quite good, I found the character you supplied, a frustrated writer or something, knowing how the present comes and go, but no idea who to say for. Like a shallow smile the "synths" shared, he would sink a tooth in his own arm before taking on the world at large. Tragic really. All quite good, maybe a little over illiterated on the sense of foreignness or future shock that comes, where as I pretty much assumed it would the second he had a plug in his head. Perhaps vexations fickle cherub or something. But overall well done and well worth the read. Keep Writing And God Bless.
Like you I want to see them stars come of age, more or less I think. Poem was insightful for the future to be, more than a column of adages and the lament of possibility. You seem to know what you want out of life. Perhaps say more about it next time? Thank you and God Bless.
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