The Stalker
It is always there.51 total reviews
Comment from Wayne Fowler
Powerfully written. Great work.
Though your artwork depicts a woman, your story could have been that of anyone.
Grief, conscience, addiction, torment of any type.
Your error-free, wonderfully written piece deserves promotion.
Best wishes.
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2022
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Powerfully written. Great work.
Though your artwork depicts a woman, your story could have been that of anyone.
Grief, conscience, addiction, torment of any type.
Your error-free, wonderfully written piece deserves promotion.
Best wishes.
Comment Written 29-Dec-2022
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2022
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Thank you, and thanks for the six stars. Grief can be a deadly enemy. It has followed me since the death of my son in 1985. It's not as strong now, but it is still out there.
Hugs
Comment from Wendy G
Your writing here was outstanding, with vivid descriptions and increasing tension until the finale, when the nature of the beast was revealed. As well, you showed the importance of the qualities of courage and perseverance. Very impressive and very moving.
Wendy
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2022
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Your writing here was outstanding, with vivid descriptions and increasing tension until the finale, when the nature of the beast was revealed. As well, you showed the importance of the qualities of courage and perseverance. Very impressive and very moving.
Wendy
Comment Written 29-Dec-2022
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2022
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Thank you, and thanks for the six stars. Grief has followed me since I lost my son in 1985. It's not a strong as it was earlier, but it is still out there waiting for me to let my guard down.
Hugs
Comment from lancellot
This is a very descriptive narrative. I will admit, until the end I did not know what you were describing. Now, I can see how grief can be like all those things.
Or a vulture circling, ever circling,
- you may want to choose a different bird than a vulture, for an attack on the living. Maybe a hawk.
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2022
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This is a very descriptive narrative. I will admit, until the end I did not know what you were describing. Now, I can see how grief can be like all those things.
Or a vulture circling, ever circling,
- you may want to choose a different bird than a vulture, for an attack on the living. Maybe a hawk.
Comment Written 28-Dec-2022
reply by the author on 29-Dec-2022
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Thank you. I used a vulture because they are a bird commonly associated with death. It is just a metaphor. Grief is a terrible foe. It had followed me since the death of my son in 1985. It is not as strong as it was before, but it is still there.
Hugs
Comment from lyenochka
That's a dramatic personification of grief. It can continue to haunt always. It can cause a broken heart physically as well as spiritually. I like how you kept us in suspense as to what the demon was until the very end.
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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That's a dramatic personification of grief. It can continue to haunt always. It can cause a broken heart physically as well as spiritually. I like how you kept us in suspense as to what the demon was until the very end.
Comment Written 28-Dec-2022
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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Thank you. It is easy for me to describe grief because I have been there too many times. I love to write stories with surprise endings.
Hugs.
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💖💖 Thanks for sharing your stories and showing us how it's possible to keep moving forward despite the grief.
Comment from Jannypan (Jan)
You described the forever presence of grief well, Prettybluebirds.
Every word chosen was well thought out and descriptive. Everyone
handles grief individually, but it's always there in some form. I
believe it never goes away--just into hiding for a while, then
reappears when one least expects it. I liked how you led readers
through your process without telling them what it was til the end.
Thanks for sharing, Jan
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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You described the forever presence of grief well, Prettybluebirds.
Every word chosen was well thought out and descriptive. Everyone
handles grief individually, but it's always there in some form. I
believe it never goes away--just into hiding for a while, then
reappears when one least expects it. I liked how you led readers
through your process without telling them what it was til the end.
Thanks for sharing, Jan
Comment Written 28-Dec-2022
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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Thank you for reading and commenting. Grief is sneaky and waits for a chance to attack when one least expects it. I know, I have been there too many times.
Hugs
Comment from jmdg1954
The mind is ever powerful. It takes tremendous strength, courage and willpower to keep it in check. Not letting it run wild in thoughts or despair, sleepless nights of tremors.
Excellent entry giving one much to ponder.
John
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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The mind is ever powerful. It takes tremendous strength, courage and willpower to keep it in check. Not letting it run wild in thoughts or despair, sleepless nights of tremors.
Excellent entry giving one much to ponder.
John
Comment Written 28-Dec-2022
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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Thank you. When you think you have grief under control, it will sneak up and attack. It is sneakier than other emotions. I know, I have been there too many times.
Hugs
Comment from dellsworthpoet
The fact that our monsters are within ourselves does not make them less real. This is a moving piece. Terror undefined waiting to attack. The flow is good. The images are sharp. The narrative stays on point. The last sentence defines the beast. Nice suspension of definition.
Thanks for a good read.
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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The fact that our monsters are within ourselves does not make them less real. This is a moving piece. Terror undefined waiting to attack. The flow is good. The images are sharp. The narrative stays on point. The last sentence defines the beast. Nice suspension of definition.
Thanks for a good read.
Comment Written 28-Dec-2022
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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Thank you. It is easy for me to describe grief because I have experienced too much of it in my life. When you think you have it under control, it will sneak up and attack.
Hugs.
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You are welcome.
Comment from Faith Williams
You paint vivid pictures of grief, and your closing line, 'Grief is a formidable and relentless enemy forever,' is haunting and heart-wrenching. Your piece reminds me of a show where someone said that grief becomes a permanent part of you, weaving its way into the very fiber of your being, never leaving. One can only learn to live with it.
Thank you so much for sharing.
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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You paint vivid pictures of grief, and your closing line, 'Grief is a formidable and relentless enemy forever,' is haunting and heart-wrenching. Your piece reminds me of a show where someone said that grief becomes a permanent part of you, weaving its way into the very fiber of your being, never leaving. One can only learn to live with it.
Thank you so much for sharing.
Comment Written 28-Dec-2022
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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Thank you, and thanks for the six stars. Grief does weave its way into the fiber of one's being. My sixteen-year-old son was killed in 1985, and grief still sneaks up on me when I least expect it. Writing things like this help to stomp it down.
Hugs
Comment from JT traveller
Grief is an agonising emotion we all pass through, some more than others. Your poem expresses this experience so well. I particularly like the format in which it is written.
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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Grief is an agonising emotion we all pass through, some more than others. Your poem expresses this experience so well. I particularly like the format in which it is written.
Comment Written 28-Dec-2022
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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Thank you. Grief is a viscious and mean enemy. I have known too much of it in my life. I write things like this to stomp grief down when it gets out of control.
Hugs.
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Hugs to you too 🤗
Comment from Mariana Convery
Wow. This is so wide open with emotion. The figurative language does an amazing job letting the reader feel the emotional pain the narrator goes through. The prose melt off the tongue. People say it's difficult to describe grief to those who haven't gone through it yet. Well, you've come as close as one can to describing it. Beautifully written with heartfelt emotion.
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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Wow. This is so wide open with emotion. The figurative language does an amazing job letting the reader feel the emotional pain the narrator goes through. The prose melt off the tongue. People say it's difficult to describe grief to those who haven't gone through it yet. Well, you've come as close as one can to describing it. Beautifully written with heartfelt emotion.
Comment Written 28-Dec-2022
reply by the author on 28-Dec-2022
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Thank you, and thanks for the six stars. I can describe grief because I have been there too often. I lost all three of my sons. One died at three days, another at two months, and my sixteen-year-old son died in a hunting accident in 1985. I have come to grips with it after all these years, but it can still sneak up on me when I least expect it. Yes, it is easy for me to describe grief.
Hugs.
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That's so horrible! To lose three children. I am so sorry you had to and have to go through that.