Wow! Sweetie, this is amazing. I love the words you used and the context you put them in. The lay out makes it work well and the imaginary is well thought out. I love this. Well done!

Danika
-xx-

Wednesday;

faith slipped
between my fingers -
silence thick with
robins too dazed to sing.
^Robins seem like a beautiful bird and I know you're writing about death here and surely robins could work but why not something like ravens or a bird that actually symbolizes something bad? Just something that crosses my mind as I read this. Really love the opening here as you state the day this person passed, it gives the poem a more personal feel. That's one interpretation I get and then the other being writer's block and struggling to write. Either way, it's a truly personal poem and you can feel that.

muddling dates of
twelve butterflies
a thousand nights
and a stumbling pen,
^'Twelve butterflies' I'm assuming refers to the months of the year? I liked that insertion, it's very creative. 'My sentiments sat' to me emphasizes the writer's block? The inability to write, as you feel your emotions cannot be written but rather sitting in the back of your mind.

and a stumbling pen,

whom found herself
exhausted at my expense.
^Loved how you personified the pen here, 'exhausted at my expense' is wonderful also, shows how much you're struggling to write yet nothing manages to come out on paper.

It was February when
you painted wings
upon my shoulders..

...once upon a time.
^Great ending here. To me you're speaking of your inspiration or pen going to heaven, succumbing to death basically. To be honest, the 'once upon a time' is great, but you talk in the past tense in your poem so not sure if it's really needed? Although it is kind of strong standing on it's own like you have it, you may not exactly need to have it. Just a thought.

Well done, I feel like the first few times reading this I felt you were talking about a person, and you very well could be or maybe it is in,fact a lack of inspiration and willingness to write. I like how you don't sugar coat your words here though, it's told as it is and in simple manner. Nothing too difficult to understand. A beautiful yet sad write, I feel like you had me thinking quite a bit in this poem although it was simple. Loved it Mel.

You rocked this challenge!

Your opening stanza was so interesting that I was hoping it would never end because I already was expecting to read more and more. This was truly so unique! Great use of metaphors!! I'm not going to break it down stanza by stanza because people have said what I already wanted to! This was just great!! too bad it was 50 words! I would have loved to read more!
Chelsey

Mel....

My Love.....

You know....

You.....

Always.....

Leave...

Me...

Speechless....

I've noticed that the more I grow..
The more I understand your poetry.
The more I figure out the metaphors and the more I love it..

I love how you always seem to incorporate months and days and stuff ..into the poetry..

Like..

'It was February' when
you painted wings
upon my shoulders

First of all I saw in my mind someone..sitting..while someone else was painting wings on his shoulder O.o
Beautiful...

And then 'it was february'

Gives such a melancholic tone to the poem..
I Love!

I'm thankful for your existence,thankful I have the honor to read such amazing poetic pieces.

-lovee you!