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i looove this write, especially the second stanza, i always read peoples poems firstly to myself and then aloud, because then you get a better sense of the punctuation, i like how there is very little in this stanza because if you read aloud as it is written, the shortness of breath really lends it self well to the piece .....i hope that makes sense lol im not a great commenter but i really love this write :-)

This piece is wonderful! I feel like it expresses the way many people often feel yet can't find the words for expressing. You have done that beautifully here! I especially like the first stanza and the last stanza. Oh the feelings of not being all you can be, or becoming the person you can see yourself becoming.. Always like your spirit is a few steps behind your mind.. CATCH UP! This is great, 5/5 from me

Maryanne, these feelings are something many of us all go through. I understand the struggle, Ive felt everything your describing.

Your writing is just brilliant. The stanza on the butterfly, I felt that just strengthened this whole poem up. Nothing you could have said, no cliche', no simple wording would have weakened this poem if you just wrote about that butterfly. I just fell in love with it..

I quite enjoy your free writes, more raw and real and we can become one with your emotions.

Excellent as always.

MaryAnne-

You got me with this write. I agree with the above that we all have felt this way in times, I personally am struggling with this in a similar way. I love your metaphor of the butterfly. Feeling restricted or confined can leave a person lost in a variety of emotions.. very touching write by you!

Ooooh my

I agree with Chels, this is something most of us experience, and by this I mean to say that people should feel this poem too personal, like I did myself.

I love the pauses you placed in this poem, in every line, connecting it to the next one, although they appear to be far when you see them, they're so connected in the poem as a whole.

This was a good "free write" =)
Write on~

First of all, I am sorry, I have missed like heaps of your writes (missed=haven't commented, and NOT haven't read.. since I read all your latests... anyway..), and with each one of them you have something new.. something more creative than before.

First of all, I feel so enticed when a poem starts with a statement.

Sometimes, being an idealist is so tiring. I think the truth here is that this state of perfection restrains everything you have (indeed, being a butterfly which is inhibited)

with the being rooted
in me, somewhere among my blood...

^ I'm not sure if 'the' is correct here?
and.. I'd rather replace 'among' with in?

The ending is somehow expected, but it's not cheesy at all. I like questions in the end, and that wasn't expected, so that kind of empowered it.

Great write, Mary Anne:)