Comments by lovechild
- "I am feeling the weight of these words on a soul that has been in exile, mundane patterns and routine moves fill my days and I miss poems. You have given this to us as a single reason to believe in the old dream, the hope for something beyond what is seen."
Posted by lovechild on "with black on gray" by Six-Out
- "This rocks! I am pleased to have come across your works by chance, only because a soldier I know named Jack Hammer, the hammer swings. I love it."
Posted by lovechild on "up and adam" by swing_the_hammer
- "I have not come to this forum in a very long time, but something made me, in particular to see your newer writings.
I love ALL of your 'she spoke' poems more than any other writer I have found online. I have about 300 poems on the Yahoo Answers Poetry Section site which show my improvement and how much I read and give comments to others is shown by the fact that I am the newest on the leaderboard. And still...you are the best poet our day and age has to offer, in the emotive quality and metaphoric content of your work.
Impressed as ever. Touched, really."
Posted by lovechild on "she spoke silver" by Six-Out
- "I only make it come back through rapid change that is not always easy or pleasant and often pregnant with the temptation to backslide.
But it beats futile apathy and discourages indifference."
Posted by lovechild on "battle scars." by Six-Out
- "'fingers trail like cherokee songs...'
THAT was one of the most intensely demonstrative word-weaves I have seen of long. Felt it. You are a poem that never stops being itself, can not NOT BE as is."
Posted by lovechild on "Coal Walker." by Six-Out
- "I just wrote a long long apology letter to you in which I poured out my heart and asked your forgiveness for events surrounding your last communications from me. I somehow lost that and it did not send. Apologizing was the most important part, then I explained my actions and it ended with me saying that I would wish for the hopelessness to be taken out of your poems and that you can be inspired by the beautiful things you have felt and done and written of in a way that many many people have and will actually experience as they read your work; that you will realize that the Great Thing you are doing opens possible wonderful moments to come and that the patterns of loss hope renewal expectation and disappointment need not be so look at the photo in your hand and let it go and find your destination, where you can be happy, in your own heart and let it love the life ahead of you... I still love this poem but it is sad in an unixable type of sorrowful and a loss of hope even in hope itself which seems to lead only to apathy- the true poet's most horrible death.. live and write a prophecy for the future to see when we are somewhere......else."
Posted by lovechild on "of photographs and static-filled skies." by Six-Out
- "i read this because it was your last post in '08. i almost wish i hadn't, because i am feeling this way now. my inspiration is dwindling and not even clutching desperately to my pld angst can seem to bring the pen to life. sometimes when you settle into a dream you realize that you can't dream anything else from where you find you have been lost."
Posted by lovechild on "until you can't anymore." by Six-Out
- "God you have such a way with acceptance and non-judgemental observations- you seem like you really could find the best in anyone and maybe make them want to be that more often. What a shining star of a soul you are --that spark of light; it warms me."
Posted by lovechild on "a soundtrack to the home of forgotten dreams." by Six-Out
- "I have to show this to my friend who just loves anything having to do with the wind beneath her wings... that is something to do with the sister she lost. It is a beautiful read, the perfect length also."
Posted by lovechild on "Wind Currents" by Lady Grinning Soul
- "no. i don't want to know this feeling but as i have seen and done and FELT so much the same way, all I can say is that I am going to pretend I can't understand, I have no idea what you are trying to convey, and when I come back to reality I am going to click on your works and see some sparkly trinkets of poignant prose or some groovy text-riffs and re-mastered nostalgias...right? okay here I go, off into denial BRB"
Posted by lovechild on "there are worse things than being alone." by Six-Out
- "i wish a star would be out in the sky tomrrow right after dusk when the sky is all cerulean; and i wish you would see that star and know
that the best things in all creation are still in store for you...
we are all lost on this planet. soon we will be found by what we have always believed in, no matter how far we have strayed from it.
lots of lovenergy xxxooo++++"
Posted by lovechild on "neoprene." by Six-Out
- "i am humbled. i once wrote these lines: once the gilded lily starts to wither/love breaks down like toxins in the liver
i realize now why the lines did not belong in one of my poems- the moment i
grasped the point your poem illustrates- about the love that does not die, which is the love of the very essence of a soul, dead alive, material or ephemeral. an object in abstract in or out of context. if i wither and turn to dust, my own essence will be done justice for this poem was written for each and every creation of art and it celebrates each individual artist for their purpose of being in keeping dreams alive. *applause*"
Posted by lovechild on "To Choke On Glitter With Perfect Eyes.." by BeautifulCalamity
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