Feelings of depth, brings
pain anew, although its pierce
releases joy of discovery
that there are some who know.
Times as this in midst of
daily rush, offer unexpected
gifts, providing treasures
once past lived.
Oh, how wonderful these small
blessings are that fly through
the air striking withered heart
of soul’s thirst.
Oh, how amazing these small
blessings are that journey
from a life to another,
drenching soul’s need.
Heart’s opened hurt
flowingly healed by
gifts of human touch.
Please tell me what you think
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Great work
...This is a great piece with short but strong stanzas. I loved it. And you grasped the subject about human touch so well.
my favorite parts of the poem had to be ::
Feelings of depth, brings
pain anew, although its pierce
releases joy of discovery
that there are some who know.
Times as this in midst of
daily rush, offer unexpected
gifts, providing treasures
once past lived.'
Oh, how amazing these small
blessings are that journey
from a life to another,
drenching soul’s need.
Heart’s opened hurt
flowingly healed by
gifts of human touch.
i know thats pretty much the whole poem
but it was hard just to pick one =p lol.
this piece was wonderful
a great read!
--Tori
language: 5, rhythm: 5, subject: 5, tone: 5, form: 5.
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Frans, for me, this is a very tender praise of the wonders of simple human touch, whether physical, emotional or spiritual. My experiences match those of the poem: those kind touches do heal, sometimes briefly, sometimes for a lifetime. I get that feeling from this hopeful new poem about the "joy of discovery / that there are some who know..."
I like all of this poem's calm pondering of the past, present and future. Perhaps "striking withered heart / of soul's thirst" might be a bit redundant and awkward, but that's a minor thing for me in this finely drawn poem about touches that quench dry pain. Very nice.
Lad
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Feelings of depth, brings
pain anew, although its pierce
releases joy of discovery
that there are some who know.
Times as this in midst of
daily rush, offer unexpected
gifts, providing treasures
once past lived.
WoW Short but strong stanzas
Flowing brilliantly
and the last stanza --
Heart’s opened hurt
flowingly healed by
gifts of human touch.
I want to come back to and keep remembering, cause it is just so beautiful within itself
A captivating write, thank you
language: 4, rhythm: 4, subject: 4, tone: 4, form: 4.
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