Home To Me (Lies to Children, part 1)

I can relate to this all to well. I don't know the ins and outs of the formalities of poetry, so I can't offer advice on structure and such, but it speaks from a place long hidden. I liked it. Thank you for sharing it with us. I know it takes a lot to share the deeply personal. Smile and know you took a big step. Now pick up that pen and keep going :)

Toward the Horizon and Beyond Jess ,A map written with words. In ink, David (if the ending was a comment a seperation may bring clearity. )

well first off i want to say that this should be..... HA just kidding i loved this poem i read it three times now man can i relate to addictive addictions to wars narcotics alcohol sex and all good and mind numbing stuff turn up the noise and turn down the volume i used to say see even that doesnt make sense well it did at the time yah im making my way home slowly too Weirdelf im still alive which is totally amazing anyway great poem i feel because i can so relate to it now its nice when a poem can have personal connection way to go AGAIN!!! ..O..

the stronger pieces I'veread on the site, as always, Jess your work is rich, in a darkly tinged way. But what's different here? Utter, utter hope. I like the journey back to life here, the reawakening, the fight, the struggle. I can relate, though not to the stresses and addictions you have, to my own types of addictions. Mark W.

Love to read a poem that you have to re-read to get, and because you want to. Superb metaphor. Loved the use of the word 'rout,' I believe it may have been about to be deleted from the dictionary in the form you meant--saved now! One small suggestion, but of course only a suggestion: the commas gave the read a choppy feel for me, do you really need that many? Think about it. Great write though, I will read the other parts when time allows (damn this work thing!!) Alobar (Just my two cents, spend them on gum if you wish.)

Smiles:) Barbara Thanks for posting. I can't relate to the addiction,. I do relate with the war inside. I fight a war for sure. but the first three lines I relate well. Great poet.

Not sure I understand how changing wind can keep one sad forever I would think the opposite as the changes gone through bring a good thing IMO or they did for me. Mark

I was wondering the same thing. I thought maybe it had that 'if you keep your face that way, it'll stick' type meaning to it that we were always told as children. (hence, lies to children?) Regardless... I really enjoyed this piece, Jess, and am glad that things are lookin' up for you. ~Lynn (Jess K.) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ~ "If guns kill people, then I can blame mis-spelled words on my pencil.." - Larry the Cable Guy ~ "Driver carries less than $20 in remorse..."

As usual, you've approached an old subject from an entirely new angle that only you can achieve. Strong use of metaphor, yet not so enigmatic as to be completely unattainable. Not sure that I could ever reach the level of acceptance to overcome the enemy, but you've given me a glimpse inside the world of one who has. Best, Ronda

could be mentioned: that adults sometimes continue to believe the lies they were told as children---and merely pass them on to their own ... as inflexible truth. That's esp. true, I think, with religions in general. These beliefs (lies) keep us uninformed through most, if not all, of our adult lives. In other words, such pronouncements have already usurped truth ... and leave no room for the real thing when subsequently it presents itself in the form of ... whatever. Love your theme. And I'm not at all surprised that you've been left angry. I suspect most of us hold unrecognized anger (uncluding, I'm sure, myself), a feeling that arises from feeling betrayed by one(s) we early counted on to be trustworthy. It's a shame that those of us who're smart enough to realize things are amiss can spend (waste?) so many years trying to unravel all the lies. And even when a lie is erased, a residual remains that will not go away. Yours, Chuck

I was so impressed by this I really didn't know what to say at the time. This is touching. I love the line "my world was peopled with feelings" very strong.