Here I am
nailed to this hated bed
with the bright shiny
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Painful but playful too, cheating death of the satisfaction of his triumph. As Allie says, hugely uplifting. Fx
Defiant to the end and beyond...your words living in the soul of others...just has to be one of the most profound statements I have ever read as to why we, as writers, write! Our own piece of immortality, the bits of our souls that live on, defying Death! Wonderful, wonderful writing.
You use metaphor to stunning effect in this painfully arresting poem about death and disease and the timeless power of the creative force. You personalize death in order to be able to deal with him and his '...bright shiny nails of cancer'. It would seem that the depths of a life can be the most powerful springboard for its creative brilliance. I am moved by your story and uplifted by your determination. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Gosh Donall, you really know how to slay us with your words don't you? This is gorgeous, though it shouldn't be, should it? So glad that you played death at his own game (and won!) HG: -) xx