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This relationship is poison to you. That is what this poem tells me, and so descriptively, too. These lines say so much: A tsunami of hatred washed over my shores then drowning the autumnal trees and their hopeful fruit until my forest, once fertile, fossilized Always, Cat

I've stood on the same precipice, fossilized, immortalized. Excellent poeming! ~A "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha

What a traumatic situation you have portrayed. Very sad indeed. I read your comment and I am glad it does not pertain to yourself, but I, like Cat, thought the same. All said and done, your words are choiced aptly and this is written well. Got me in. Love to you and yours. Lyz. XX

Good to see you posting again ... have missed your words floating my page .. My favourite stanza A million years ago, a lush valley lay here - back then when my veins glowed with the warmth of your blood - but you betrayed my September yearnings the only thing I would think to change ? would be to have you posting more Madame poet love and hugs J x x x

WONDERFUL NINA Wow now even I HAVE NO WORDS. Ann of Norway with LOVE.

Back at ya. It is a good thing you have finally rid that writers block. Yes, no. 2 is a moment away and we wait with anticipation. Well done on this No.1. Love Lyz. XX

This is a good poem! Let me repeat some of the outstanding phrases: "undercurrents of stale affection" "when my veins glowed with the warmth of your blood" "drowning the autumnal trees and their hopeful fruit until my forest, once fertile, fossilized I know this deep sea’s ground consists of coal and wonder at times if it might still be afire yet I cannot muster the courage to dive in" The ending is a "cliff hanger". Just joking; it is good. I will say, I don't like the second line. The first part is cliché while the second is redundant. I will not suggest an alternative. I also have trouble with the cake line, which is witty but trite, and the word tsunami (if you use it, it does not "wash" but does more dramatic things). You have an excellent head on your shoulders. Don't find quick fixes; take your time. You have the beginnings of something really good - don't do a patch and glue job. Brian

Sweet Nina , I loved your geography lesson even though it is full of sadness and hurt. You write beautifully and how wonderful it is to read a poem where all the lines are a piece of art like this one which is my favourite because it paints a picture in my mind that gives a special colour to the rest of the poem :* million years ago, a lush valley lay here- back then when my veins glowed with the warmth of your blood -but you betrayed my September yearnings * I love that you used a million years ago..and the warmth of your blood.. Congratulations to the spotlight. love. o molly

enjoyed this a lot, I find the line... waves of anger camouflage undercurrents of stale affection, very interesting. I love it for it's economy and its power, and also because it is tricky yet accurate, the use of anger to disguise lost affection is common, but somehow we do seem to find it difficult to recognise, geography is such an underrated subject. cheers Craig

Hi Nina, on a too rare Neo visit, I find you in Spotlight ... hoooray!!! This is a powerful & heartbreaking work, & you have put it on the page so well that the imagery leaves an afterburn of emotional recoil. A good poet takes you on the journey with them, transports you via words, you have done this with ease in this write reeking of tragedy & loss. I loved most, the last 3 lines, they held possibility & hinted at future & life beyond the tragedy, they were just right to set this sense for the reader to breathe. and so I hang from this cliff poised to jump frozen I do love it when I know you are warmed & thawed dear Nina... Much affection. Cheers Anni~ "When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace". H.H. the Dalai Lama

Nina, this is good. I am looking forward to the next lesson/s. 'An unfathomable ocean lies between us now waves of anger camouflage undercurrents of stale affection - if our love were a cake, I’d have thrown it away by yesterday -' Please do not change 'cake'. I can relate to cake perfectly as going stale. Champagne, on the other hand, loses its bubbles. I actually like the cake line the most of all. Yours, Deelilah

What I have come to regard as a comfortable library of wonderful reads will be slowly deleted? I feel the loss already. Having spent many an hour in this comfortable room, I will miss the well worn pages and comfy feel of my favorite chair. The upside is hearing that all new volumes will soon fill the shelves. Anticipation begins to grow... even a lawn chair, unfashionably supporting my arse becomes comfortable, as the world outside drifts away and I lose myself in your creations. Indi

Hi Indy, Hi Nina, First congratulations on getting your poetry to a wider audience. It is a worthy endeavor. And I agree with you Indy, that's why I will never submit poetry to a site, or publisher who only wants unpublished poetry. There are plenty of publishers who, especially in this age of internet access, do not make that stipulation. No matter how many times I may read a poem on the net, I will always long to hold the poem in my hands in a book of poetry, bound with a beautiful cover and perhaps artwork. Love, Anna "What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal." Albert Pine

Ink You have inspired a many on here and I am so proud of you for letting it go and doing something with it and much success to you with love. Ms Mona