Comments : Crooked Roots In Feeble Boats

  • 4 weeks ago

    by CJ Maleney

    Amazing as always Ben.

    Respect

    Craig

  • 4 weeks ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Ah Ben, I love how much your poems make me think!
    There are so many possible interpretations of this, but I'm going to plump for ...

    ... a man trying to hold on to sobriety ... tempted though he is to allow himself to get swept along by the storm of his addiction and right out into the ocean of resignation of that, he wants desperately to cling to the safe shores of sobriety, feeble though his resolve is ...

    Thanks for rattling my brain Ben ;-) x
    =^.^=

  • 4 weeks ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Addiction comes in so many ways such as drugs. alcohol prescribed meds as well as over counter. It happens so fast before we realize that there is a problem. I smoked for 40 years and I have not touched another cigarette on 8 months. I miss it but I will not give in and that is the key. Lots of chewing gum. Thanks for sharing and glad it was nominated. All the best

  • 4 weeks ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    Benny - from this it seems you are struggling a little. As per usual - your piece is amazing... well writen and rhymed..

    I just want to say as a side note - if you ever need a chat just let me know. Im always around somewhere.

    • 4 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Brenda, Naomi - thank you, both.

  • 4 weeks ago

    by Brenda

    Ben, although a bit disconcerting of the subject I love the write. I hope this isn't literal? Never forget, there's a lot of life rafts about at the ready if you need one. If you need to vent or whatever, I'm here-hugs my friend-

  • 4 weeks ago

    by mossgirl19

    Ben, I know these are hard times and I know you are coping well, knowing what an open minded person you are.

    I love this piece, it has a different level of desparation or hopelessness that I believe any person feeling the same would really feel the power of this.

    • 4 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you, Mel. Tough times, but I'm okay.

  • 4 weeks ago

    by Em

    The only thought I had when reading this is I disagree with what doesn't kill us makes us stronger because sometimes said things turn us into weak beings that are seemingly afraid to even step foot outside thus would rather be dead maybe I'm just having a. Real pessimistic day so I apologise.. Fantastic rhyming and piece as ever

    Take care

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Life is full of light and dark. Things never sit still and when we go through dark places where we feel we are drowning then addiction can raise a deceiving hand. It offers escape but instead magnifies the pain and makes everything so much less bearable.

    There is as Brenda said many lifeboats here for you if you ever need them and many souls around you sending you love and warmth.

    Your poetry says so much and is a beautiful thing.

    Milly x

    • 3 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Milly, many thanks. Your warmth and your insight is never once taken for granted and is always noted.

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Scott Cole

    Awesome again Ben!!!! Ole Mighty One

  • 3 weeks ago

    by stormingdance (Jessica)

    The imagery and ideas you convey never cease to amaze me! I am often pondering the inevitability of death; struggling to find meaning in today. Great write, thanks for sharing.

    • 3 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you, Jessica. You are right: it is often hard to justify a point to it all.

      Take care