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mama Moselle

mama Moselle

Your story
is not just a version

I have seen
many young couples,
divorce.
separate,
stay away
commit suicide
yet

some take pains to make their spouse survive,
despite the costs and what doctors may say .

This world has all kinds of human beings
some are sympathetic
few empathetic

many are unmindful of what happens to others
they speak with a chilies like spice
to slice knowing or unknowingly,
someone they don't even know

But then in actual life
most move on,
we cannot end our sojourn
just by our own choosing

there is a power unknown
beyond the straits of human imagination
and
so we have to continue

to breathe and feed ourselves
some join another group
some remarry,
minuscule few love to live in past memory
and
your story so beautifully speaks

lovely words emanate from the pen of those who know
what love is
as you do

You are a sun of encouragement
for folks, one too many,
so they love and respect you

O author,
okay creator
perhaps not as much as I do.
God Bless...

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Why do you write all that stuff about poets, poetry and Neopoet when you can write real, true humanity like this?

In fact it's my only minor crit, the line
lovely words emanate from the pen of those who know
but perhaps she was a writer.

Some simple lines feel so real
"some are sympathetic
few empathetic "

No matter.
A gem, my dear, and real.
(If it's not real and you've tricked me you got away with it, so kudos! No problemo)

And you just know I would not like that last line. But it is yours. Keep it.

I feel you have given me a personal gift. For all our fighting, for all your tolerance, it is worth it.

cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry

may I bow in reverence as one would/may
getting a
''Coat of Arms''

My bald head is totally wet
not because it's hot
you know

dry tears roll down my hardened cheeks
lips dry like an oven
throat chokes

my heart beat palpitates
no not just is it would
it hastens its pace.

the depths of stomach churn
and
I feel pits deep down far below
and how happy I am
reading your comment

MY MASTER .
okay everyone's critique
you alone know .

I salute you for the recognition
'tis more than a Nobel for me
I won't ever qualify
You know it
Critique....Jess.

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I'm just a nasty bastard who made you try harder.
Kudos to you.
I am no person's master, ever. I am poetry's bitch and I slave for it to to try to make it better.

cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry

I'm just a nasty bastard who made you try harder.
Kudos to you.

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