pain brush

I´ve been meaning to read your pieces for some time now, and am glad that I have not missed this one! It is touching without being pretentious or pathetic, which this kind of poem often is (at least, to me). Yours, ~Nina

I want to apologize to you Nokros...it appears that I have offended you without meaning to do so when I abruptly left the chat room a few days ago. I have no excuse for this unfriendly behavior except to say that I did not see your greeting before I logged out. I am sincerely sorry and by no means intended to be rude...please forgive me. I tried to respond to your private message, but found that you do not accept messages...so this is the only way that I could convey my apology and I sincerely hope that you will accept it. Hopefully~ Debbie P.S. I enjoyed this poem very much and I belatedly offer my welcome to the site. I hope that you will accept it in the spirit in which I have offered it. Debbie

Each verse i read feels like the pound of the hammer to nail. Hitting home, with such overwhelming feeling. I am ashamed and weak to say, I am almost glad i did not have to watch (What evil there resides in men). To have been one that truly loved him and had to view his suffering and mockery and pain, well, I just can't totally grasp that level of anguish/pain. And thats nothing to what he endured...We truly are blessed and loved to have one suffer so much on our behalf. I love the poem..all of it, especially these last two: 'paint the love for mankind conveyed through those bedazzled eyes paint the blood that could not be nailed to that innocent tree You paint quite a picture Nokros. So very well done. Always Sincere, Tonya