Liz, Even through my smiles, I have to cry deeply at this, you made every part of my heart feel you, I know what you are talking about here, the invisibilty, how your Mum may not have understood so she just pretended you never told her, or she never saw and knew you needed her.
I just WOW what emotions here, that are beyond describable
Liz, you've got such a brave heart admitting all of this. Everyone goes through times where they feel invisible. But believe me it's all just fear, nothing real. You're not invisible, and the evidence is so clear! I adore you! Invisible people are never loved or even 'noticed'.
Just as you always stand by me in the toughest days of my life, I will stand by you. I want to tell that no matter how hard this might have been, you were stronger and your poem proves that.
Liz, this poem is so moving and I know there are millions of women out there who can read this and relate so deeply. This is an excellent write that really speaks to the core of the reader.Once again you have blown me away with the rawness and relatability of your poem.
6 years ago
Liz, I can see you!!
See, not in a literal sense but I can see your poems. Hence, I can see you and so that proves you are no invisible despised what you used to feel... and this poem is elegant yet there is the tone of sadness and also the tone of understanding but then again some regret lingers within those words. Your words really touches us readers because whenever I read your poems,, I can "hear" your voice speaking up to me.
Congratulations, sweetheart! A very well-deserved win.
6 years ago
Liz, sorry for not seeing this 'till now, but of course you nailed the hell out of it, and congrats for the WIN :D
Having too many siblings can be great to some, but devastating to others. I like the personification of yourself as a dusty rose. The title itself is really capturing, and the way you compared it to a book was awesome.
Still loving this. Sadness...so much of it here!
a dusty rose you might be....the sweetest dusty rose ever. <3
even your dust is precious..you poured your heart into this poem..
I just can't stop crying everytime I reach that part..invisible..God what are you??
the most deserving win ever!
broke my heart ......
This poem made me fall on the floor...When I read this poem; it made my heart sink... I absolutely adore the author's special elegance within her poetry...and this piece is outstanding... The title fits perfectly... "dusty" tells me it's a part of her past, "dusty books"...and rose resembles her heart felt childhood emotions, that still are a part of her and always will be a part of her... My interpretation of this title, it sums up the poem to a tee in my opinion. Each stanza tells me the feelings of loneliness, the pain felt at school, how much the books and library meant to her and just that gut wrenching pain....the ending is what really got me.... The author understood her mother's reasons, but at the end when she writes " I just wished she'd listened"...smacked me hard.... Children just want to be herd, and listened too.... Touching write and a poem that I know will touch everyone, young and old.... Powerful poem, well Done Lioness
This was so heartfelt and beautiful! I am sure all can relate to feeling invisible at least once in their lives and it is never pretty. You did a great job of describing that loneliness here and how it impacted you. I liked how instead of saying she had 6 kids you made it more creative by saying, "six kids beneath her wings." That was wonderful! I like that you left the last line by instead because it leaves the reader with a lasting impact and left me wondering what would have happened if she had listened...how would things be different? Nicely done!
Such a sad and gloomy piece and it speaks volumes about abandoned children... I also felt as if you were reading my heart and it reflected through your words... I related so much with this... I must say you spoke so much through this and it has a very deep meaning... Just anyone would feel that being lonely is just so normal but only those who go through it know the pain and numbness at times....
Even in my childhood
days where kids would
play under the sunlit
heavens, I always
managed to feel
alone even though
I tried so hard not to.
This feeling is so difficult to live.. I mean you are trying so much,yet you are trapped in loneliness and that is worst... I liked the beginning to the poem.
I can almost taste the library
books where I used to drown
in the words to survive. The
pages were my friend
and their smell still lingers
like a dusty rose.
you actually created an imagery out here as to how the author was living life with what pleased her and being descriptive here did a lot for your poem...
The deeper I focused
on the reading, the harder
it was to notice their
I confessed to my mother
that I despised school
because the kids treated
me like I was invisible,
so I began to believe
the most disgusting feeling... I have been through this and I really do understand what the author must have been through by going through this....:'(
I guess she didn't know
how to handle my tears
or my heart, though with
six kids beneath her wings,
I don't fully blame her.
I just wished she'd listened.
I too wished.....!!!
That one liner was the best conclusion to this write... It just made this piece brilliant!!!