You have a wonderful way with words! You make your point strong at the end of the poem with vivid descriptive language - I totally agree with your sentiments. Xxx

I look forward to reading more of your poems ( and insights )

Love to you

Mand xxx

You write so smoothly, and with clarity.
That being said; though I know your question here is rhetorical, I'll address it anyway.

Your desire to cosy or succor is your need, not his or hers.
Sometimes the answer for what to do is simply "nothing"
(and your virtue will still be intact)

So far, everything you have posted on this site has been very much to my liking Thank you for being so good at this poetry thing.

My health and I suspect a lot of other people's here is not so good either. I think that when the body is not so active, the brain has less to do and yearns for something to take the place of operating this meat-wagon through the perilous streets of life! Anyways, I like your philosophical take on poetry!
You have a nice, smooth poem here and I hope to see much more from you. ~ Geezer

You bring a freshness that has been missed (in my opinion) and indeed a most welcome reminder of those early days when my output was more poetic than it is now. I wonder if that early joy can be re-engaged? Must try.

Closing stana dear Jane.Kudos!

This write is great, full of emotion and endless searching for something that seems just out of reach.
This is why we reach for the stars when writing poetry, there are no limits to the themes we can take on, I read up on subjects such as myths and adapt them into a poetic form when needed, otherwise I unlock the inside and try to let others enjoy the unconditional love and energy there.
You have the ability to capture many things and one of them is that inner strength, one small thing on that, channel your energy from the universal energy to you writing don't use your own , there is an infinite amount out there and in doing so you will become refreshed when writing not tired, as it is a pleasure to write so..
Yours as always Ian..x

Lol - not that I compare your writing to mine, but my muses arrived when my son died, and like you I couldn’t stop writing to eat or drink....
I'd never written before either..... lol they left a while ago now - extended holiday I thought .... not come back .... so I'll bet you've got them... they obviously are like Pete's dragon or Mary Poppins - go where they're needed

Writing is purgitive

Oh by the way if it is them, i don't want them back lol - they are very annoying..... write, write, write (and even rhyme, rhyme, rhyme at one horrible time)

Absolutely love this write ...
love judy
xxx

This cut deep to the core. Superbly beautiful.
joe

such a vast presentation
giving birth to petrachor

Today after having read all comments
I have become sure
poetry is simply an emotion
nothing less, no more
and the deprivation for seeding
a poet's version
is all the more pronounced
as poetic manure
and
some lost their son
others dads,
we all normally do
a few hubby
and some maybe a wifey too

what ever it may be
loss is a loss
and out of such human disparity
comes out poetry
from you and me

I miss kisses mostly
and that's my only grouse
still my mind ensures
I do arouse
when passers by like you
travel far and wide
and heavens smile
'tis my surmise..

How now I wish I had read you before
so many above know
that I only guffaw
like a circus clown no less no more
he s the RING MASTER I assure

some know I am carrying spare meat
waffle it they call it..