Ashes On Their Wings

Oh Ben, you broke my heart with this one. Why did everybody nominate the great poems before me. The title is something, it's different and held couple triple analyses. It's lovely when you can't catch where the poem is going from the title. I found this one interesting.

The opening stanza is very harsh, on the soul I mean. Let alone be in a mourning situation, but to have no site to rest your head, what a scene Ben. I directly saw a broken man resting head on knees. So much tiresome and lonesome.

The verse between parentheses, I actually read it in a discreet voice inevitably. I liked that. As though it's a sudden thought in the writer's head, but it was hard for me to derive what you possibly meant. It's somehow secretly coded.

The rest held mourning and sadness. Things lost and moments unlived, giving the poem this emotional twist.

The last verse is wow, the chronology from white to snow to sleet is so sad.

A bomb piece, well done!

Breathtaking as usual. I know it sounds a bit cliche but when I read your poetry I always get that "Wow! this is sheer poetry" feeling. Those last two stanzas floored me. . Milly x

Wow, this is extremely heavy and I balled my eyes out. I'm not sure why but every time, it's like you reach out to me in verse, it's weird..