Waiting On Faith

No corrections or addtions or suggestions This poem stands as written Such dark, empty hollowness surrounds. You last stanza says it all. You just keep getting better and bettter In torn pockets of a worn out coat imagery is great in those lines. Chrys

that's all ...just pissa ! Everything Chrys writes there too :) Mark Resilient Flexibility

Yeah, what they said. Great read, very dramatic and epic. But if I had one suggestin it would be. In my opinion your title is a little weak for the content. Condemned faith, maybe Burnt faith Pockets of faith Tragic faith, see what I mean, just a tad stronger. Julie D.D.

well deserved spotlight ~~~~~~~~~ If you don't like it, can't talk about it, then write about it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

I agree with all the above and add whatever your doing keep doing it ... your writing has really gone up a notch in my humble opinion ... well done hun love Jayne-Chloe (http://www.neopoet.com/forum/36627-meet-n-greet-live-chat-thurs-apr-15th-9-11-pm-ny-est-host-poewriter58-welcome-new-member#comment-175177) ... Be there ~!~!~!

and art magazines at the library except with this poem one doesnt need images but you the poet have created this sombre intense feeling Im beginning to see poetry visually Thank You Paul this is exceptional Esker!

and the emotional was still new or unsettled I would walk into these places because they were so out there or different to what i had been raised and they were peaceful but inside I would be mixed up about life and full of many questions still this way so thats good but this poem is like the artists expressionism through physical to make me think and for a moment it would take my mind off my concerns and distractions so yes that fond memory of that memory is very good Im just starting to feel again this poetry helps Thank You

you wrote a great poem here, i liked it, good one. chumfin

Not being the first to comment, has it's advantages. I get to agree with everything that everyone else has said, and add that you certainly evoke great emotion. Whoops! I guess they have already said that too! Great work, you get my vote for spotlight. ~ Gee

The train is always arriving. It's we who miss it, fraying at the *seems*. Paul, I can't even begin to tell you how you arrived at all the stations on time. ~A "Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it." ~ A Course In Miracles

Dear Paul... i could feel the turmoil resonating in the void created by your poem...very effective and expressive...raj