Soldier of Love

It cannot be love to suffer so, the write is a true picture of what some have to go through, It was only a few years ago that I was told of a Mother being so cruel to her daughter that it passed all understanding, and affected the girl for ever. A good thing to write of, but there must also be a bit that alows the soldier of love an escape route. In this country I know there are escape routes for such persons, in all abuse situations. But as we know it is like a whirlpool you need the energy to do something to get out. Anyway I digress as usual, great write and great point to bring to others notice, Yours Ian.T

It's agreat flow i should say, yes of course what Yenti had said is true, love is the source of all that breathe without it, we can not do--?

I think it stands as a poem, has a nice flow as a song. Of course the title fits becasue of the repeat in the poem. Love Cathy

Of love and of poetry, whereby in the moral order, we find satisfaction in the realization of the dream of love and in the intellectual order, it is in the realization in the dream of poetry. In this piece, the poet gives love and she is battered,taken to gravest places and stripped, but she still lives to love. Well written and well thought out. Bravo, our soldier of love. T.

passion and one of boundless grace. I don't know if i have seen many people, if any that can always see the silver lining and continue to take abuse. A very noble ideology and one we should try to strive for. (Not the abuse, but the silver lining) Even if it means moving on to another place and not giving up on hope. But continue to share our love and compassion with others. and not lose our faith in humanity as a whole. There are a lot of really good peoples out there! Well written, food for thought. The poem flows right on track, good message to hang in there. (kind of like moonmans last post "off center", here, she is certainly not putting herself there.... hmmm...) Sometimes tho, you do have to take care of yourself... loved it. Always Sincere, Tonya

Lovely write. Very good message. I have met those over the years that came from loving homes, some were loving people, some weren't. Others that had a rough time that were mean spirited and others that were truly compassionate. I think it depends on the strength and inner resolve and goodness inherent in them. Very good flow and I actually like the repeat as it hammers it home. "to love on." Respectfully, Rett: Hug a logger, you'll never go back to trees! For the sake of children, read this. http://www.neopoet.com/node/19905