timmy's poetry - 23. Lost Boy and Found

Still as powerful as the first time... Set the demons free. Take Control!❤️❤️❤️

In return for your words I offer a warm and gentle embrace, namaste little brother.

I remember these. As always, great poetry, tim. Very evocative  

Beautiful and tough. The whiplash speed that the bad can be brought back to front of mind is so terrible and hard to deal with. We have to count our blessings and find ways to ground out in the good. Always helps to have that someone there in the moment.

Lost...then found. A powerful duet of poems. Our minds are often our own worst enemies, conjuring up self-doubt. That's when a friend, even in a virtual world, is valuable to have around. 

As always, your poems evoke raw emotion. 

2 hours ago, BlindAmbition said:

Still as powerful as the first time... Set the demons free. Take Control!❤️❤️❤️

Thanks jp.. sorry i dont like to just post things in a forum.. they need to be in a collection. Thanks again for reading them!

2 hours ago, phoenix_0826 said:

I love the contrast between these pieces. There is a dark symmetry to them that tells a complete story - and the order one chooses to read them drastically changes how the story ends. I love the raw openness of your poetry, it reminds me of some of the best punk shows at CBGB; everything completely out there with no artifice or diffusion. 

Thank you. Your comments are humbling and I appreciate them very much. And I'd never heard of  CBGB, sounds like an interesting place. Thank you so much for the wonderful comments. 

tim 

As always, your words have quite an impactful and effective delivery..

2 hours ago, dughlas said:

In return for your words I offer a warm and gentle embrace, namaste little brother.

Thank you dugh.  Your embraces are always welcome. xo

2 hours ago, Headstall said:

I remember these. As always, great poetry, tim. Very evocative  

Thank you Gary. 

2 hours ago, Lux Apollo said:

Beautiful and tough. The whiplash speed that the bad can be brought back to front of mind is so terrible and hard to deal with. We have to count our blessings and find ways to ground out in the good. Always helps to have that someone there in the moment.

Thank you Lux. I was lucky there was someone to reach out to. Made a big difference. Thanks for your comments. 

Lost Boy brought up all sorts of ideas. First I pondered the nature of relationships, and giving; next, you forced me to think about loss. It is a brilliantly compelling poem. Found is far more in the present, more raw. In this you place me in your shoes, seeing through your eyes. You make the reader try to feel your hope and your emptiness, utterly successfully. 

1 hour ago, MacGreg said:

Lost...then found. A powerful duet of poems. Our minds are often our own worst enemies, conjuring up self-doubt. That's when a friend, even in a virtual world, is valuable to have around. 

 

As always, your poems evoke raw emotion. 

It's easy to slip back into the self hate/doubt. This time a virtual friend, i hate that term they aren't virtual, they are a real as you and me. But it made a big difference to me that day.  Thanks for your comments, Mac. 

59 minutes ago, Reader1810 said:

I know I've said something about these wonderful poems, just where was that, though? 

I liked them the first time, and I'm sure I said so, but just in case- Oh, wait, I'm sure I said I loved these poems. If I didn't, I must have been half asleep when I read them. Okay, my mind is shooting sparks for some odd reason, so I'm going to shut up now..

 

Except to say. Nicely done, as always, tim  

They were posted in the forum. But i dont like to them them in there.. I need to post them in a collection. You make me smile reader, thank you for your comments xo

4 minutes ago, Parker Owens said:

Lost Boy brought up all sorts of ideas. First I pondered the nature of relationships, and giving; next, you forced me to think about loss. It is a brilliantly compelling poem. Found is far more in the present, more raw. In this you place me in your shoes, seeing through your eyes. You make the reader try to feel your hope and your emptiness, utterly successfully. 

Thank you so much Parker. I agree about Found, i wrote them both on Friday and Found was the easiest to write but in some ways the hardest. Thank you for your insightful comments. xo

29 minutes ago, Defiance19 said:

As always, your words have quite an impactful and effective delivery..

Thanks Def.. for reading and your comments! xo

Both very strong poems! Great sweet brother of mine. xoxo Sis

7 hours ago, Lyssa said:

Both very strong poems! Great sweet brother of mine. xoxo Sis

Thanks. I had to write them. Sometimes they give insight and a little perspective. Found, was the hardest, because I keep doing it over and over...xoxo 

I'm always profoundly moved by your poems ...  after reading them over and over, I'm never sure whether you're in a good place or not ... but such is life with its ups and downs, so I'll echo Dughlas' comment and offer you an extra warm and gentle embrace ...

Oh! My friend. Even though writing these may give some solace to your heart, I can feel for you. Take any chance as the time to let go the past. To get over with. I'll be waiting aside you when you do that, or hesitate , or ignore. But remember you matter. For everyone who care for you; you matter. 

Love, 

~Emi. 

On 6/5/2017 at 8:29 AM, hohochan657 said:

I'm always profoundly moved by your poems ...  after reading them over and over, I'm never sure whether you're in a good place or not ... but such is life with its ups and downs, so I'll echo Dughlas' comment and offer you an extra warm and gentle embrace ...

i ended up in a good place.. thanks hoho xoxo

On 6/9/2017 at 10:38 AM, Emi GS said:

Oh! My friend. Even though writing these may give some solace to your heart, I can feel for you. Take any chance as the time to let go the past. To get over with. I'll be waiting aside you when you do that, or hesitate , or ignore. But remember you matter. For everyone who care for you; you matter. 

 

Love, 

~Emi. 

believe me Emi, i try to but somethings we can bury, but the past doesnt alway stay there as much as we try.. every not and again it claws its way out.  And we need to work to bury it once more.. thanks for your love and kind thoughts xoxo