Everything about The Meeting is incredible. The language, structure, imagery. The porridge pot hit deep as a message from childhood about the mess we find ourselves in. The sense of betrayal is palpable but your heart is so pure that you are still throwing out only love with your words after all this time.
Whatever happens though, if we let ourselves become angered or disillusioned and switch off to potentially wonderful new things then we only do ourselves and the world a disservice.
The people I know that do that (and I know quite a few) are no happier for it. They just grow more bitter.
I eagerly await to see your poems and always will Julie Dee , I am eternally grateful for being able to access your talented sharings. And I share them with my daughter and son too.
You’re killing it and your words are killing me. Purity, pensiveness and passion. Apologies for being absent from your comments section for a while. Been in a disappointment hole of my own. Got me a backlog of Julie Dee to deal with now.
I love that you cry when you read what you’ve written. It’s as if the words are magically crafted from the depths of your being and not your rational mind. A download from spirit….beautiful!
Everything about The Meeting is incredible. The language, structure, imagery. The porridge pot hit deep as a message from childhood about the mess we find ourselves in. The sense of betrayal is palpable but your heart is so pure that you are still throwing out only love with your words after all this time.
It was a very sad day for me.
Whatever happens though, if we let ourselves become angered or disillusioned and switch off to potentially wonderful new things then we only do ourselves and the world a disservice.
The people I know that do that (and I know quite a few) are no happier for it. They just grow more bitter.
Your imagery is never boring, and may you never hit a dry spell. Your poems fizz.
Well, I am near menopausal😉😂
Thank you lovely and have a wonderful evening x
😆 You too x
I eagerly await to see your poems and always will Julie Dee , I am eternally grateful for being able to access your talented sharings. And I share them with my daughter and son too.
Bless you. Xx
You’re killing it and your words are killing me. Purity, pensiveness and passion. Apologies for being absent from your comments section for a while. Been in a disappointment hole of my own. Got me a backlog of Julie Dee to deal with now.
Oh sorry to hear of your disappointment, Christian.
Life, eh?
Or should I make that ‘people’? Cause that’s what it usually boils down to. Bloody people.😂😂
Nice to have you back though. :)
I’ll live.
Maybe, but aim to thrive :)
“He got inside me.” Wow, that was hard hitting! Love it! Nothing is as it seems. Fabulous!
That was the one I was most proud of that I wrote this week actually. I cry when I write most of them but I really cried when I wrote that one.💔
I love that you cry when you read what you’ve written. It’s as if the words are magically crafted from the depths of your being and not your rational mind. A download from spirit….beautiful!
I have to feel the emotion to write them. X
Dandelion and nothing but love...🙏
Yes the end of the week got brighter and my poetry reflects that x
‘nothing but love’ .... loved it x
Thank you. Glad you enjoyed :)
Keep rising xx
Bless you x
I love writing poems but can get a bit dark sometimes. Dandelion was a more positive one at least😂
Glad to have you here :)