Hello Thomas,
this is truly a useful essay for me. As you have said I too have been shaped by "Parents, teachers, peers, society, kept telling you what was proper behavior, and how to act."
With the result I was trying to adhere to the set of norms dictated by them. I found it difficult to get away from them and that I know has thwarted my inner self. I lacked courage and confidence by being too humble. I could not voice my opinions or the meaning and definitions of certain things. Thus I created my shadow or the monster inside me. In other words what I said differed from what I felt. Is that what is being dualistic?
This essay made me think of the way I grew up and lived. I hope it is not too late to realize the facts of being dualistic and wholesome.
A very enlightening essay.
Thank you for sharing opinion and a tested truth.
My hearty greetings on your WDC Account Anniversary.
Hello Jacqueline,
It is a wonderful story of a five old girl's gift for her daddy.
Giselle is an impressive name for a little girl whose love for her dad made her take on a tough task of knitting and scarf. It is heartening to see a little girl busy knitting when others of her age would play and have fun. your character came out shining.
The end is impressive. Readers would never guess the length of the scarf and when they do they too want to come under its warmth.
This story is told in third person and narrated very well.
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This item is unusual in the sense that few focus their writing on self analysis. You did it very well. This way you are able to give vent to pent up feelings and cleanse your mind of it to some extent at least.
It is a very methodically done piece. you have described the condition of being the butt of ridicule and pity. You also know that you can't get rid of it and if you do, you do not know how. Many suffer from this state of mind. You can't get over it overnight. It needs counseling, mostly self counseling. Number of books deal with this issue.
Above all you should start respecting your views and personality. This is one way to find confidence. You should not let yourself be affected by insults and injure your feelings. Give up being voiceless and being defensive in attitude.
Be yourself and things will work in your favor, I am sure.
A simple free verse with visuals shown from real life. The poet might have made these observations from her balcony or the front porch. she could be having a clear view of the street and the surrounding area.
The poem flows as the observations are made. Each object mentioned here can be imagined for these are the things or scenes that almost every residential area has.
Greenery makes a difference for the city dwellers. It brings in a fresh breath in an environment polluted by the speeding vehicular traffic.
"trucks, bikes
and modern vehicles
up down the street"
It is a pretty and a dainty poem.
The animal story is beautifully spun and poetically shown. The narrative voice is that of a story teller. Like "one upon a time..."
What is remarkable is that mythical animals like unicorns are shown with ordinary aspects.
"an adult female with a silver horn
lay next to her new born,"
Likewise, a wizard is shown like an ordinary mortal. He trudged through the snow and the coming blizzard instead of flying through everything with his magical powers.
I can relate to this experience. Many children feel miserable to see an animal suffering. I remember my son when he was seven years old, brought in a puppy and put it in the small shed we had. Fearing that we might object to this, he took the milk and food for the animal carrying quietly to the shed and putting it down before the puppy. I noticed it after a few days and felt happy at his charitable act of compassion.
It is better to support the kids in their spontaneous responses to the lonely and suffering.
This story is well written and it showed Eve's sadness quite transparently.
"Tears fell from Eve's eyes."
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This poem poses several questions, which in my view have no answers. They are enigmatic and will remain so. They have nothing to do with this materialistic world.
Questions like Who am I? or what for am I here? are sometimes asked in a mood of disillusion and disappointment. On the contrary, great men like the Buddha also wanted to find out the truth about self. Then they embarked on a journey to find out the stuff of which we are made of and why. But that was done on a spiritual lever with no attachment.
This poem shows that you asked these questions when you felt emotional about life.
"Sanded with troubles, slick with tears.
Smoothed with joys throughout the years."
Hi Jorge,
this month happens to be the one you started your WDC Account.
Happy WDC Account Anniversary! Enjoy the experience.
It is a pretty and delightful poem on your first crush at school. Romance is one of the major aspects of teen years and the world turns on its axis only when the other party agrees to it. Otherwise, everything becomes and dark the world feels like a dungeon, if I am not mistaken.
This free style verse reflects the emotion and heartbeats of the boy in the last row. However surreptitiously, they watch, the attraction never fades and stays put till you find a way to say it to the girl. Generally, it is the boys who do it.
The exact feelings and body language are well voiced. Well written poem with a regular rhythm to it.
How to come over writer's block is the main concern of this story. It is told in a novel and imaginative manner. The hide and seek that imagination plays with the writer is like the creative urge that sometimes is pronounced and sometimes silent. I personally feel that is the time to read and record the facts and the different contexts of literary masters,
I don't think there is room to feel frustration because there are many windows that can open to let us get the thrill of artistic pleasure. Then it bubbles forth, I mean the imagination and emotion necessary for bringing up the stories to surface.
Great story.
It is dated back to the times when Christianity seems stretching to the Norwegian region and the old gods give way to the new. Change in culture and attitudes.
Setting-
Brattahlid, place in Norse Greenland seems a small town with limited population. Crossing to the distant lands beyond the sea seems the dream of many youngsters like Konrad,Ludde and Knut. The latter's romancing the three daughters is another occupation of the warrior like Knut.
Setting is fascinating by the shore at the jetty. A ship gets ready to depart and people of the distant travelers gather to bid farewell. Touching!
Culture includes bad omens and carrying evil and so on. Interesting phases of the old culture. I wonder if the author was or is a sailor by profession whose description of the sea, the ship and the adventurous sailors is visually and meticulously done.
The stress is on self and its independence. This is the best way to lead a life. No baggage from the past, not much for the future except plans that suit and appeal to your mind and heart. The refrain at the end of stanzas one and two speak a lot of the poet, her philosophy of life and the need for complete freedom from the expectations of the society.
"it's best to leave things done and gone,
a brighter way to see the dawn."
The wheel of time turns and as it revolves the poet matures and feels comfortable under any given situation. I can see her contentment through images of nature and the way winter no longer affects her the way it used to.
"yet winter does not mean I flee.
I walk a path to find the sun"
The journey to finding the sun is well defined. Thank you Judi, for the insights embedded in the free style poem.
Hello Ana,
this is a lovely article on trees. I am particularly drawn to it, because like you I too am a lover of trees. We share a common love for them.
"They welcome me into their realm of mystery and magic,"
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The spiritual part of a tree is well brought out in this story. Only those who love the trees can understand them and listen to them as well. You have highlighted this point quite well.
"They speak with movements, feelings and quietness,"
Without trees, planet Earth would be empty, lifeless and may be annihilated soon. Trees are sources of life and survival for all living organisms. That is beyond debate.
Your wish to lead a life like a tree is understandable. Your reasons for wishing so explain the point convincingly.
Hearty Congratulation on your WDC Account Anniversary!
It is a lovely poem on "Life Colors". You have spread them elegantly on the canvas of this perfectly done structured poem.
This Mononet with its octaves and the couplet with their exact syllable count and rhyme scheme celebrate our life on earth.
When I read the poem I became aware of how lucky human beings are to be born and grow up in the surrounds of beauty created by God.
All those stars and blue skies, forests, rivers and mountain ranges affirm the truth that He created it all for our sake, for our pleasure and salvation ultimately.
"Blue coastal waters glistening and waving
Serendipity appears enchantingly"
Imagery is visual, spiritual.
Flow is spontaneous and steadfast.
Hello Elizabeth,
it is great to know of your background details. I love those who stand for themselves and take on the responsibilities as well.
What you said is right. you look after those who need you and the Lord will surely look for you.
Imagine a thirteen year old girl taking on her grandma and an ailing aunt too, an age when you should be playing and having fun. However, things will not remain the same forever. They got to change for the better.
Even twenty five is not a great age to be responsible for others.
" I am a survivor and I know it."
I hear the voice of a confident and courageous woman in the above assertion. I am sure your grit and confidence will enhance with time marching on.
Quite interesting as the drama of a planned killing unfolds.
Romance had turned into tragedy in a second and all the love went up in flames and bloodshed. Very tragic.
The author mentioned "initiation rite" which I understand is a religious custom practiced by a particular faith.
The fact that in these days of civilization such brutal practices are still in vogue is highlighted.
That is a real sweet girl. The parents are lucky for she obliges both of them with her sweet innocence, a brilliant mind and a social instinct.
Dialog draws our attention and keeps it there. It is surprising how well she manages her horses. Cool.
I can see her fixing the machine and at the same time talking to her mom about a possible baking session lager.
This Haiku(scansion verifies it) shows the life of a cowboy as the title indicated.
His horse is his life and first love. He treasures it and nourishes the way it suits him.
"My
horse always comes first."
A horse needs to be taken care of and looked after well. The pitch movement has a precise beat to it.
Imagery shows cowboy going through the steps he mentioned in the poem.
To me it sounds like a long prompt which encourages you to decide on how you are going to write your own love story.
It gives any girl seeking for the right man a chance to choose the kind of person she likes to have.
Whichever way you look at it, it is still romance. There is a chance that you may never be able to realize the dream either.But the fun is in imagination as long as our feet are firmly planted on ground.
Is the knight of our choice going to be the one who is loyal to his king or is he the one that would give up being a knight for the sake of love?
This story poem is allegorical in its sense, so I think. The vampire that seemed to frighten the girl is not a vampire at all, but a sweet angel offering protection and love.
"But a loving blessed angel
From heavens front gate"
So it is interpreted that there could be people in our own world, whom we judge hastily and brand them bad with evil intentions. This elaborate story's surprise ending is quite impressive.
" fearing the unknown
And judging in haste"
I think the rhythm works well with the events that pass by.
Imagery is picturesque and adds appeal to the content of the poem.
I don’t think there is anything to forgive while reviewing a poem or any piece of writing. While too much of criticism kills the creative energy, not telling the writer about the errors is not advisble either. Finding the balance is crucial to criticism. No wonder,
“Reviewing isn’t easy sometimes.”
I too like to be a positive and encouraging in reviewing.
This poem highlights the need to be sensitive and sebsible while reviewing.
I see the pink house has become a kind of landmark that the poet cannot forget. Memories of the past come crowding in as the visit takes place after twenty years.
This free style poem is full of nostalgic flavor like any piece of writing on travel down the memory lane.
The present is different because in the past the poet never went in perhaps to talk to old Jack.
Yes, I find it apt to through the past like you have asked the friend to go visit the Pink house because "It’s good for the soul".
Each detail comes through clearly as the poet goes inspecting and looking at the changed interior.
The song of yester years, "Someone showed me how to dance tonight....I found my rhythm but lost my balance," comes to my mind. The poet has described the vibes she felt when she met a stranger at the dance and lost her heart to him.
The dance of love goes on endlessly and so the feelings of love and romance beat in their hearts as well. Hence the title is appropriate.
The descriptive quality of the poem is high because the poet comes up with apt usage of words.
"My heart beating to his measure,
In him I found a great treasure."
Too bad she got caught again and brought back to her oppressor.
The story is interesting and racy in its pace. The travails of the young Muslim girl are well narrated, along with her escape route beautifully detailed.
The story reveals the way things happen especially with women in the forbidden world of the desert. The despot is almighty and his word, the law.
Details regarding the guards and the thugs working for the diplomatic enclave read well and kindle our interest in the shadowy events of the Arab world.
The main character is well drawn, the fact that she is a young girl with a desperate desire to escape into the free world, making her more interesting.
Well, I enjoyed reading a good story, well narrated.
This nonfiction story teaches us there is nothing like the gold of nature found in glorious surrounds where the author had gone for prospecting.
The process of finding and panning for gold is described clearly. Other details like fishing, swimming in the river and enjoying the cool comfort occupied the attention of the family more than the intent of finding gold.
Sentences are well constructed without any glitch of grammar or a misplaced word. I like the flow of words.
It is a great way of concluding on a note of finding beautiful truth.
"None of us spent much time seriously looking for gold. We knew we had found our treasure, tucked away in these mountains."
I find it great combination of genuflect with hot tea and gees gliding in the stream for company. With a bright sun above and peace around you cannot help creating a poem.
Imagery is the highlight of this poem. The scene as shown by the poet comes to our mind, mainly due to the visual imagery.
This short free style verse is laden with verbs like genuflect, think, glide and cook. Well mixed for motive of the poem.
It flows well.
Have a wonderful WDC Account Anniversary!
Write on!
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