Sand

Zigs, thanks for reading my friend. I had originally considered calling it 'Coin' and using the heads as the surviors' side and mine as 'tails'...but it changed like most of my pieces and became the rough grains of 'sand'. This is a different structure for me, but I wanted it like that...for a change. Glad you picked up the subtle change of the 'hand'...you don't miss much my friend...maybe you know me better than I do!! Lol! HS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "With all that I am and all that I could be, I walk this earth and yet nobody sees me".

thanks for the workshop critique - I will consider your comments. I should make something clear as it seems my poem has been a little mis-understood. The poem/song I have written isn't about your poem at all. Your poem was simply a piece that inspired me to write my own. There is no connection to your words from mine. It is kind of like an opposite side of the coin to yours, but my write is a separate piece and not linked to yours. I thought it was proper to add a link to your poem on my own so people could see what inspired me (your wonderful poem). I am concerned my write has caused you anger and hurt, I did not think my write would cause anybody any discomfort, they are just my words, directed at nobody other than me, although my ex-wife has something to do with it. My write does not say what is the right way to deal with depression or the loss of friends during it, it is just a write, nothing more, nothing less. I feel like I have done something wrong to you by writing my piece. I will remove the link to your poem as I seemed to have caused you some upset by writing a poem for myself. I don't always explain why I wrote a piece, but you seem to have taken quite a personal approach to this piece, so let me explain briefly, although I am only repeating what you and I have spoken about in email a while back. This piece is about my marriage to my first wife - all was well, then I became ill with depression, it broke us apart. At first I blamed her for not understanding me or the illness, then I realised, I loved her so much that in fact I was pushing her away. I was pushing her away because I could see where I was going and I couldn't let her be dragged down with me. She had my son to care for and I no longer was well enough to do so myself. I had to break her free of me...I was the problem, not my illness, and not her mis-understanding of my depression. Your write about losing a friend hit a chord in my head. She was my best friend, my high school girlfriend and my illness killed us both. I will say no more as the write was painful to me too. I think if I read any of your work again that inspires me to write, I won't actually mention what inspired me - I do not want you to feel hurt or angered - I feel really bad that you took my write so literally. HS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "With all that I am and all that I could be, I walk this earth and yet nobody sees me".

...they do know what is best for me...grrrrr. I am a bad patient. No coffee, no cigs and no Neo! I'll email you when I am allowed back out to play. regards, Dan ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "With all that I am and all that I could be, I walk this earth and yet nobody sees me".