"Woke up one day and the world was gray." Great opening line. I'm reminded Chuang Tzu who once dreamt that he was a butterfly, and woke up wondering if he were a man that dreamt he was a butterfly, or if he was, upon awakening, actually a butterfly dreaming he was a man. The reason I made that particular connection was because some psychologists say we dream in black and white, (I wonder if they mean greyscale?) and butterflies are the most colorful creatures in nature. The lines: "A man in a...

I'm book marking this one, because it has the elements I like in a poem. The poem sparks an interest, it sparks thought by engaging the emotions, yet I know there is something I'm not getting. That makes me want to crack it. (How do you get those italics?)

Your poem got me to remembering a similar "poverty" in my past, and sometimes I long for another chance to revisit my "Honah Lee." (How did you get the italics to appear?) Mine was a run down apartment in Pocomoke City Maryland. the place was built in the nineteen twenties (I know it's at least that old)that I occupied with some friends for twenty eight dollars a month in nineteen seventy three. I receive e mails and an occasional visit from friends. They speak of how my stomping grounds have...

This is why I don't even try to write real poetry. This is why I stay mainly to the confines of being a lyricist. A poem like this one takes a talent that is not in me to develop and refine. To me the poem is about questioning love verses dependency. It is also the examination of the institute of marriage. Of course the poem has triggered a lot of other things in my head, but those are the first things that I can accuratly peg. The last lines are the kicker, but to quote them is to dissect a ...

Whatdafuck, I like this one. Just some gramatical slash spelling nits to pick: (came) in line three: change it to "come" (your) in line five, change it yo "you're" line eight: (where I left off I left it there) just a little comma to avoid confusion, like: "where I left off, I left it there" or maybe, just a little dash: "where I left off- I left it there"

The lack of capital letters was a little distracting at first, but then it added to the overall style of the blog. I would add more, but I'm in fear of computer lock up.

Ah, yes! Mr Dali! Painter of dreams, painting from dreams, and it seems, has inspired a lucid dream! Excellent work! I love the command of language! When I was 19, I wrote like a caveman (no offense to any cavemen out there.) I always rate high when I find a work that I wish I was capable of. I like all of the stanzas, and especially love the ending lines of the poem: "And with the recent events, it seems, I have been preaching far too long. So, I begin to question myself Where have all the b...

I place this in a spiritual context, and it's really a heart felt Christian poem. If that is the desired effect, then it's well achieved. Kudos.

Damn. Dream to nightmare to reality. Love the segues. Perhaps a metaphor depicting relationship from beginning encounter to late familiarity. Well crafted.