Comments : The Crying Light

  • 1 month ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Absolutely beautiful and nominated. All the very best and stay safe.

    • 1 month ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you so much, Dagmar. The same to you.

  • 1 month ago

    by Tony Grannell

    Hello Ben,

    The weight of grief in this is well-nigh unbearable such is the power of your poetry. 'Your beruffled tresses are lank', is the poetic embodiment of sorrow. A heart-wrenching masterpiece.

    Do take care now, Tony.

    • 1 month ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Tony, even your comments are poetic! Lovely words. All the very best to you, too.

  • 1 month ago

    by Trampled Angel

    This is one of those poems that gives the emotion, with just a taste of the story. They always leave me and my curious mind with 1,000 questions that I am to imagine myself. The weight of the last line, "You have left me" was a perfect way to drive the feeling home, and ask me, as the reader, to go and read again.

    • 1 month ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thanks so much. I'm glad you enjoyed it or at least were intrigued by it.

      All the best

  • 1 month ago

    by Brenda

    Dang it Ben! It's like a punch in the gut at the end! Beautiful! You slay me sir....

    • 1 month ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thanks, Brenda. Hope you're well.

  • 1 month ago

    by Rania Moallem

    Oh what a beautiful and yet sad poem. The second half is so powerful and bold. The closing line so touching. So much emotions here.

    Thank you for writing

  • 1 month ago

    by Michael

    Such beauty in your piece Ben, as always beauty can be blighted with a woeful story. Nicely done fella

    M:)

    • 1 month ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you so much, MA, Rania and Michael. Stay well.

  • 1 month ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    "As
    the
    caramel-coloured
    clouds
    bleed the moon of life,"

    - Never would have thought of this phrasing. Brilliant, especially with the use of "bleed".

    "lifeless lagoons"
    - This flows so well, and I feel like you've used lagoons before or some alliteration similar? The metaphor further outpours this sadness, this despair. The despair that is never-ending, a chasm. Death, something that one cannot escape, but can make us wonder where the soul goes. If the sorrow continues. What it means.

    Those last three lines are gut-wrenching, really no other words. Remembering someone, remembering what their presence felt like, and knowing how tortuous it is to have witness their spirit in life but also see them passing on and the final moments...

    Such an emotional write, Ben.

  • 1 month ago

    by CRAFTY KEN

    Deep stuff Ben, glad it was nominated, added to my favorites.

    • 1 month ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thanks, Ken. I trust you are well.

  • 1 month ago

    by Saerelune

    This is chillingly beautiful. Can't say more as I'm simply in awe. Congrats on the win!

  • 1 month ago

    by Mr. Rious

    This is really beautifully worded! It was such a joy to read this! A gem! Congrats on the win!

    Best regards,
    Mr. Rious

  • 1 month ago

    by Darren

    Congrats Ben.

  • 1 month ago

    by Matt Carroll

    Exemplary ???? well done, sir.

  • 1 month ago

    by Star

    Why do you have a problem with your free verse?
    I think they’re great :)
    Congratulations!!

    • 1 month ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thanks, Star. Not so much a problem, it just doesn't come as naturally to me. It's funny because I had never written any free verse until joining this site in 2015, and now I rather enjoy it!

  • 1 month ago

    by Tanya Southey

    Wonderful poem. Such a well-deserved win. :)

  • 1 month ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Just wow... X