StillHoppin

2018-12-07
There is no worthy comment for such a time as this, just acknowledgement of your words and a whispered prayer for your family.

2018-12-07
Labels are sad. Why is it we are not all simply human? We all bleed red - well, except for the aliens, I've heard they bleed green. :)

2018-12-07
I *love* the description of teardrops as blushing - applause!!

2018-12-07
The switch to prose was unforeseen but surprisingly was not a jolt in the reading. It was expertly achieved. The minutia of the day proved to be engaging, yet the simple language employed adds to the feeling of repetitiveness/routine of each of the activities described. I enjoyed reading this work of art!

2018-11-13
Quite a different view of Ahab here. How must the tragedy look of any fiend, in the sight of one who knew and loved him.

2018-11-13
Amazingly fantastic read. Takes me back to similar precious pieces of nostalgia nestled within my own childhood. Bravo!

2018-11-13
This is lovely, and I enjoyed reading it.

2018-11-09
The note above was just as telling as the poem. In fact, it seems to be part and parcel of it. :)

2018-11-09
Anyone in those shoes would likely wish to run away. On the other hand, perhaps he simply faded day by day until he finally vanished altogether.

2018-11-09
A haunting lead-in, and the depth of thought and intricacy of your description is nothing short of brilliant. I saw this with you, stood shivering and transfixed, watching the steam from rise through galaxies, finding myself muted and in awe.

2018-11-09
We are all usually lost - it's just that only some of us will admit it.

2018-11-09
Sometimes it does, indeed, rain. And I can see the undulating shadows, and feel the cold droplets. Something about this just engages me completely. The simplicity of the last line, the matter of fact way you state it, sums it up perfectly. Lovely write, shells!

2018-11-07
A nice modern haiku. Was this written about Valentine's Day, perhaps?

2015-12-15
"It's at the worst of moments I look inside
and realise I'm still alive"

whew. packs a punch.

2015-12-15
much enjoyed! and i had to picture the drunken wanderer, either falling into the lake and drowning... or carrying home tales of a ghostly, haunting figure in the moonlight. i like the take on it too, that it is not concern expressed for the woman going out riding at night, but for those whose paths she might cross...

2015-12-15
which is why it gets rather cluttered in our heads at time (for those who think)... :)

2015-12-15
how very true.

2015-12-15
i think most writers are driven by the need to talk to the reader... to connect with.... themselves? we are indeed shapeshifters, although, i'd daresay it applies to writers as well as readers... perhaps moreso? this piece definitely causes reflection (on what it is to write, on why we read, on the connection shared by readers and writers, on how the "online reality" affects these things) and the flow of it makes it seem as though the reader were briefly in your mind with you, exploring your stream-of-consciousness as it occurs. well done!

2015-12-15
i saw a UOI one night, but i was drunk at the time. does that count?

t h i n k outside the i n k.... a grand idea!

^_^

2015-07-04
what a coincidence, i love all of these things. sounds like Uncle Sam has been holdin out on me tho... i got the fire ants, but i'm still waiting on the weed.

2015-07-04
i cannot even tell you how much of an emotional impact these words hold....

2015-07-04
melancholy indeed. seems to be the feeling that permeates the day. well written and delivered, too!

2015-06-03
i think he was off at Bigfoot's annual rave at the Fountain of Youth. the bagel was wise to stay away though, as most of the rave-goers had a case of the munchies.

2015-06-03
i have definitely missed your poetry! this is, indeed, the offal truth... ^_^

2015-06-03
indeed. i have been a member o the Diffi Cult for years. for the life of me, can't figure out why, but there you have it. a nice humorous piece, Chaucer! thank you for the smile to start my day!

2014-09-11
I enjoyed the charm of this. It's a delight to read!

2014-09-11
And from the sky it's safe to say that planely, it's a plain!

~

2014-03-03
"absolution comes dressed in rags"

This is excellent.

2014-03-03
This is incredibly well-written. I especially like the line "when innocence was ripe."

2014-02-12
This was written with graceful eloquence. It's lovely.

~

2014-02-06
I don't know how you do it, but you make winter sound appealing here. Having lived in a polar vortex for the last month, I have trouble thinking of winter in any kind of pleasant way. Yet here, you remind me of how lovely it can be.

2014-02-06
Well-crafted and stunningly beautiful... *applause*

2014-02-06
"waking the next day without memory, yet knowing it was.. fun"

Powerful write.

2014-02-06
Wow. I really don't have any other words for it, just

Wow.

2014-02-05
LOL... an excellent rebuttal.

2014-02-05
Personally, I can't stand being taken out of context (and it happens so often that I almost feel it's better not to speak at all). Humans are, unfortunately, judgmental creatures, who seldom bother to get the whole story before jumping to conclusions. I think you make a great point here. The reaction doesn't say anything about you, because it is an inaccurate representation of you - but it does say something about the one doing the judging. This is a very empowering poem, and one from which we can all learn. Love it!

2014-02-05
This takes a dark turn, which I anticipated because of the title of your work. Your poem is well-written, thought-provoking, and very much enjoyed.

2014-02-05
Both of these are superb, but the first one especially speaks to me. I can't accept either of these poems as "Just Scribbles," though - they're too good.

2014-02-05
*Applause*

2014-02-05
This is downright excellent... I love it. If you're going to play the zither, I'll go get my kazoo, and we can really jam. Nice play on words in the title.

2013-09-09
The flow of this is unstoppable; simply beautiful.

2013-09-09
I enjoyed this heartily! Your description is, as always, impeccable, and you expressed yourself beautifully here. The last 3 lines of this left me smiling. :)

2013-09-09
It is a great description of the path to healing, though a parent who has lost a child may never wish to heal (I wouldn't) and the very idea of time softening the blow could seem a cruel and heartless act of time, at least at first. I like how you face the idea with respect, with honesty, and gentleness, and your expression of the idea that grief has brittle edges which may indeed be rounded with love, support, and time.

2013-09-09
A lovely poem! I especially liked your word choice to describe the plant as it achieves its sweet revenge - "nonchalant" is perfect! I never would have thought to attach such an attitude to a plant, and I'm a bit jealous of your creativity. ;) Well done!

2013-09-04
A little too real, too much of the time. I love the honesty of it, but hate the reality of it. Well done.

2013-09-04
I'd say: right here, sadly enough. :/

2013-09-04
Entertaining and I enjoyed the rhyme scheme as well. :)

2013-09-04
I hope that we have more than that void... perhaps the voice of poetry is a whisper, but there is meaning in the words... and I am certainly no optimist, but this makes me look downright cheerful by comparison... ;) There is beauty in your words, Chauce, but it doesn't make them any less depressing. ;)

2013-09-04
If you have a problem, more often than not the doctor will throw a pill at it... the desired result seems to be a complete zeroing out of emotions, a change from the highs and lows of being human to the flat-lined emotional range of a rock. A bored rock, at that.

I love your take on this and your way of expressing it... excellently done.

2013-09-04
The way you focus on the details as opposed to the emotion experienced serves to highlight the emotion. It is my experience that in grief, we are struck more often by the details than by any other thing - the sprouting thread from a garment, the absurdity of certain customs (or towels which don't quite wrap), the things which surround us (perhaps because such overwhelming emotions are too much to deal with, and these "trivial" subjects which lend themselves to the detached feeling we often experience, are not)... my 2 cents (you can get a refund if you don't like them ;). I found this to be incredibly descriptive, authentic in voice, and beautifully written. ~