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PMT

This month
on seeing it
for what it was
I challenged it

It evapourated under scrutiny
disappeared at recognition
vanishing as quickly as it came

Next month
I might not be
so lucky
— faerybeki, May 19, 2009

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themoonman

themoonman

17 years ago

Beki...

I do believe the American version is PMS... that is if I read it right... I haven't told you how much I like your picture of you and that beautiful baby... she is already posing for the camera... Richard
faerybeki

faerybeki

17 years ago

Richard, you read it right

Richard, you read it right as you so often do :) yes American women have syndromes and us Brits have tensions but all amounts to the same thing lol :) Glad you like the pic moonman, my Omi does pose for the camera, more now than she did when this one was taken (it's a few months old) I only wish I could sort out the delay on my digital camera, I so often think I'm taking pictures of a glorious smile only to end up with the back of her head! :) Hope you're well and happy Richard, much love b x
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years ago

Brilliant!!! More ooomph in the title?? - Dissipating PMT?

Brilliantly written & briliantly perceived, how I know this little gamble, I feel blessed not to be too cursed, but there are times when you ctahc it aren't there, just a little over sensitive or a little quick to be defensive. You have done a beautiful job of capturing this & it is somewhat comforting, remembering we CAN catch it & not let it be a bother. One little thing, the title didn't inspire me so much, I know it's what it is & I am such a naughty duel title woman, but I think it would get more reads with another set?... Dispelling chemical torment? Undermining the cycle? Wise to the change? Dissipating PMT? None of these quite cut it, but I'm sure you could come up with something. Anyway it is brilliant - each write from you gets better & better ( hope that doesn't sound condescending) truly I feel there is a progressive upward shift, do you think so?~ Anni ~~~ "... sometimes I hear my voice - And it's been here .... Silent All These Years" ~Tori Amos.
faerybeki

faerybeki

17 years ago

Oh Anni, so pleased to get a

Oh Anni, so pleased to get a woman's view on this one (not that I don't appreciate Moonman's presence here!) and definitely agree with you on the title, it's not very inticing is it? :) Will give it some thought and do like some of your suggestions to jazz it up a little :) Anni, I don't suffer too badly either, just often more weepy than normal, and as you say quicker to respond with defence and defiance! It always suprises me how it just goes when i recognise it for what it is, and am equally suprised when I don't realise what it is lol :) oh Anni, I have been so distracted of late, I may message you privately regarding this, if your offer for an ear is still open? Always glad to see you here babe, and love what you said about my work getting better and better (not condescending at all honey, but greatly appreciated!) I certainly feel I am progressing since joining Neo, it's really such a miraculous experience for me! Hooray and yipee eh? much love to you Anni xxx
weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 11 months ago

one of my girlfriends once said

when I have PMT it is not that I think you're an arsehole, its when I see you are. I dread it and don't doubt you will see truth or illusion or fail to dissipate either many months, as I do daily. evapourated evaporated Cheers, Jess
faerybeki

faerybeki

16 years 11 months ago

LOL :) love how one of

LOL :) love how one of your girlfriends (do you have many?;) sorry none of my business lol) said it. Thanks Jess for stopping here, it seems to mean a lot and I guess the title is semi ok if it drew you in for a read? much love b x
weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 11 months ago

oh, I meant an ex-girlfriend

I am a serial monogamist, only one lover at a time. The title scared the living crap out of me as did the content. I may be paranoid, or perhaps growing up with six women made me more attuned, but I think women hate me more because I sense/smell/time when it is happening. And fail to keep my mouth shut. Cheers, Jess
faerybeki

faerybeki

16 years 11 months ago

Lol again, did you sniff me

Lol again, did you sniff me out then.. you certainly seem to have challenged me Jess on a day I'm not sure I can deal with it (I'm refering of course to our other 'chat' on the Guardian angel poem) perhaps if I didn't have PMT I could read '...degrades this site far more than bad poetry ever could..' without feeling like shit, perhaps I'd feel like shit anyway just deal with it better lol anyhoo you're right and I think that's what hurts the most. Will try harder and thank you again for your honesty, reitierating again I wil endeavour to learn from it, much love b x
weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 11 months ago

my bad, I have the shits generally with Neopoet feedback

and your positive comment to that truly crappy poem gave me the focus to vent. It's not just you. We should all be trying to make positive suggestions and not be afraid to say when things are bad. Otherwise we might as well just send each other scones. Cheers, Jess
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 11 months ago

Well managed on both parts I think, could have become tricky

I just want to join in this little tea party, couldn't pass up on scones, close by is a Lavender farm where they make Lavender scones, with homemade jam & cream... Yumm indeed, I'm with you for scones & these are by no means bland or dull. I'll take you both there if either ever visit, you should let me know if ever you come South Jess. Hard not to be sensitive re Neo feedback I know, I have always been a self confessed gusher & share this with you Bek, but there are times I will speak up if something is tricky or if someone specifically asks for that kind of feedback, my perspective is, I am better at the scones & jam than the cat-o-nine-tails. I just try to be sensitive to the vulnerable poet within all of us. It's just one way to be really, there are a million variations. Cheers, & well managed on both parts I think, could have become tricky, I'm proud of you. Anni xx We dont believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveal