still try even in surrendering something still whispers see me this pull, call, compulsion I want my poems to be found, read, yes awkward to admit that wish some sense of separation haunts notice acknowledge let go
Thank you for your willingness to be so vulnerable and I recognize those feelings! For so long, I wanted attention for my singing, etc so that I could feel special. It's still there, not as strong, and humbling. I too see you. Thank you so much, Amrita!
Maybe this is something all creatives suffer from! I don't so much want to be special as have my work be seen to have value. Thank you for seeing me, Julie.
Your poem speaks for/to the "see me" in me... I dare say, in all of us. Thanks for shining your poetic light on it! For pulling the covers off "this pull."
Do you really think this pull is in all of us? I'm glad I finally had the nerve to write about it. It feels shameful, like I "should" be over it by now. Endless work on seeing through the separate self, yet there it is, shining....
Yes, my experience tells me this "pull" is in us all. Perhaps the difference lies in what we do with it(?). I'm impressed by your ability to witness the "pull," while simultaneously infusing it with concise poetic awareness.
I see you … but yes, share that feeling☺️
Thank you for seeing me.
Found, read and loved this one... and your others, too! Keep going, Amrita!
awfully vulnerable to post this one, and acknowledge this about myself....
I think more people are, actually! xo
human nature?
I see you too❣️
I feel seen. Thank you.
Thank you for your willingness to be so vulnerable and I recognize those feelings! For so long, I wanted attention for my singing, etc so that I could feel special. It's still there, not as strong, and humbling. I too see you. Thank you so much, Amrita!
Maybe this is something all creatives suffer from! I don't so much want to be special as have my work be seen to have value. Thank you for seeing me, Julie.
Your poem speaks for/to the "see me" in me... I dare say, in all of us. Thanks for shining your poetic light on it! For pulling the covers off "this pull."
Do you really think this pull is in all of us? I'm glad I finally had the nerve to write about it. It feels shameful, like I "should" be over it by now. Endless work on seeing through the separate self, yet there it is, shining....
Yes, my experience tells me this "pull" is in us all. Perhaps the difference lies in what we do with it(?). I'm impressed by your ability to witness the "pull," while simultaneously infusing it with concise poetic awareness.
Thank you, Daniel. Maybe as good as it gets are expressed in the four last words:
notice
acknowledge
let go
we are human, after all.
Yes, dear, we see you.
In your poems, true to heart.
Thanks for your try, share.
Thank you. Healing salve.
May we be serum,
dew droplets in drought season,
as moisturizers.
…
May we be soothers,
relieving soreness, sorrows,
as empathizers.