Comment from Jean Lutz

Excellent

Many live with pain either in body or soul. May your words take root in hearts of the hurting and remind them someone cares. We can all find something to do for another. Small things can grow into big things. Beautiful in message and presentation.

 Comment Written 14-May-2013

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reply by the author on 14-May-2013

Good morning Jean,

Thank you for your warm, remarkably-insightful, and detailed impressions of my poem " your kind of comfort".

I appreciate that your review offered positive suggestions to bring comfort to others " we can all find something to do for another."
There are days when I find myself wishing for the existence of the-fabled unicorn....they are indeed such beautiful creatures and bring to mind a healing magic

Crafting "your kind of comfort" is the first time I have tackled the issue of, living with chronic pain, in a poem.
Pain-related challenges are immediate and the struggles begin the moment a person opens his/her eyes.
I understand those struggles and the enormity of the effort required to face each day with goals.
Some days we achieve our goals plus a little extra.
Those are the good days.
Some days we find ourselves blindsided by physical fatigue and flagging energies before mid-afternoon.
Those are the discouraging days.
When everyone of our internal resources seems too distant to tap into and pain is a reality too harsh and unrelenting to ignore, we look to the ones who love us for another kind of comfort.

As extraordinarily tough as it is for the patient, we need to be mindful of the emotional suffering that is experienced by the ones who love us.
As our primary caregivers and often as our very best friends, they go through plenty of moments of dashed-hopes, energy-zapping physical and emotional exhaustion, and their own tears, they rarely allow us to see.

I wrote " your kind of comfort" for those who live with chronic pain and for the ones who love them.

Thank you for loving this one!

Peace

Jill
-:)

Comment from 9999pool

Excellent

A truly beautiful write. if we cannot have the best and if even second best is still lacking, where do we go from hereon. Just simple plain comfort and yet it is usually missing. And can love develop further in this situation? There is a Chinese saying : "If we cannot even see the moon shinning, what of the light from the twinkling faraway stars".
The choice to choose is difficult but if the love is lacking in comfort and we still love them for who they are, and it is what out hearts have chosen, it is still worthwhile to go with the flow as there will be compensations along the way. Every love affair will have its short comings and how much is enough for comfort? A palace, money to spare, or time available to spend together? Unless we have a yardstick of what is enough and id lacking just a few things meant it is not enough comfort, have we been fair? At the end of the day, if we have NOT had enough - the choice to leave this relationship behind for good is available. But why didn't we? Good question. Only our hearts will know. Not enough is not a good reason to leave someone. just my thoughts and finally ask the question "Do we still love them and want to be with them?". If so, do stay. If not, leave them. Quite simple really, smiles.
Excellent write and well expressed a feel of lacking in comfort.
Cheers, Ritchie.

 Comment Written 05-May-2013

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reply by the author on 05-May-2013

Hello Ritchie,

Thank you for your warm, remarkably-insightful, and detailed impressions of my poem " your kind of comfort".

I especially appreciate the questions that you posed in what is definitely one of the most thought-provoking, helpful and finest reviews I have ever read!

There are days when I find myself wishing for the existence of the-fabled unicorn....they are indeed such beautiful creatures and bring to mind a healing magic

Crafting "your kind of comfort" is the first time I have tackled the issue of, living with chronic pain, in a poem.
Pain-related challenges are immediate and the struggles begin the moment a person opens his/her eyes.
I understand those struggles and the enormity of the effort required to face each day with goals.
Some days we achieve our goals plus a little extra.
Those are the good days.
Some days we find ourselves blindsided by physical fatigue and flagging energies before mid-afternoon.
Those are the discouraging days.
When everyone of our internal resources seems too distant to tap into and pain is a reality too harsh and unrelenting to ignore, we look to the ones who love us for another kind of comfort.

As extraordinarily tough as it is for the patient, we need to be mindful of the emotional suffering that is experienced by the ones who love us.
As our primary caregivers and often as our very best friends, they go through plenty of moments of dashed-hopes, energy-zapping physical and emotional exhaustion, and their own tears, they rarely allow us to see.

I wrote " your kind of comfort" for those who live with chronic pain and for the ones who love them.

Thank you for loving this one!

Peace
Jill

p.s. I was not familiar with that Chinese proverb.
Thank you for introducing it to me.
I am certain that I will think of it often as I face escalating pain and mounting fears.

reply by 9999pool on 06-May-2013

Hi Jill,

You will be happy to know that you are not alone. there are many sufferers of pain especially teh incessant acute critical back pain faced by many women here and of course terminal prostate cancer which include incontinence and great pain on the scale of #3 Pain Scale (#1 is childbirth). Be advised that men cannot take pain #1 and they will die form you according to scientific research. I have started a multi-author book called "We will survive!".

This is a multi-author book entitled: shared and written by FanStorians to provide a glimmer of hope and encouragement for those who are at the cross-road of suffering in pain or mental anguish either directly or indirectly from terminal illnesses, mental torture, disabilities or conflicts, etc. Life is a journey of thorns not roses at times.
Everyone is welcome to contribute a chapter as a tribute to a family member or friend whom we care or even someone we hardly know.
To add a chapter, please click on the multi-author book "We will survive!" and then "Add chapter" at the top right hand side. Post your writing as usual to get reviews. Do put in the author's note if you want to add in a dedication to someone or something (e.g. Mother earth).
The poem can be in any format and there are no rules. Thank you for your support.
Please copy and paste this link to get to the book:

http://www.fanstory.com/displaystory.jsp?id=613820

We would be honored if you can add a chapter or more into this book. What you have written to me in this reply can be made into a story and submitted for all to share.

Have a blessed day and a great one too.
Cheerio, Ritchie.

Comment from muezza56

Excellent

hi,i really enjoyed reading this really well written poem, the only unfortunate side to this is i'm out of 6's!, and i love the beautiful well chosen accompanying pic

 Comment Written 04-May-2013

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reply by the author on 05-May-2013

Hello again my new friend,

Thank you for your generous, insightful and elegantly-penned impressions of my poem " your kind of comfort".
There are days when I find myself wishing for the existence of the-fabled unicorn....they are indeed such beautiful creatures and bring to mind a healing magic

Crafting "your kind of comfort" is the first time I have tackled the issue of, living with chronic pain, in a poem.
Pain-related challenges are immediate and the struggles begin the moment a person opens his/her eyes.
I understand those struggles and the enormity of the effort required to face each day with goals.
Some days we achieve our goals plus a little extra.
Those are the good days.
Some days we find ourselves blindsided by physical fatigue and flagging energies before mid-afternoon.
Those are the discouraging days.
When everyone of our internal resources seems too distant to tap into and pain is a reality too harsh and unrelenting to ignore, we look to the ones who love us for another kind of comfort.

As extraordinarily tough as it is for the patient, we need to be mindful of the emotional suffering that is experienced by the ones who love us.
As our primary caregivers and often as our very best friends, they go through plenty of moments of dashed-hopes, energy-zapping physical and emotional exhaustion, and their own tears, they rarely allow us to see.

I wrote " your kind of comfort" for those who live with chronic pain and for the ones who love them.

Thank you for loving this one!

Peace,
Jill
-:)
p.s. please don't feel badly about not having any more six star reviews to award.
Your marvelous review is reward enough!

reply by muezza56 on 05-May-2013

hi, thank you for your reply, it was really illuminating about your physical pain and the psychological pain of loved ones. i remember seeing my father as he slowly degenerated from alzeimers, and the dedication and devotion of my step-mother, as she nursed him throughout, and seeing him near the end and the empty hollow look in his eyes, a shell of his former self. but having seen this, in a way,at least he didn't suffer physically, and rarely realised his own condition, and most of the sympathy went to my stepmother.she is alive and well and still going strong and now in her mid 80's, a most amazing woman

Comment from Tina McKala

Excellent

this was a strong write. Mainly the last stanza. There was wanting and pain. Perfect flow and atmosphere. Very good job!!!

 Comment Written 03-May-2013

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reply by the author on 05-May-2013

Hi Tina,

Thank you for your remarkably insightful and elegantly-penned impressions of my poem " your kind of comfort".

I appreciate that you addressed specifics such as flow, atmosphere/emotional climate, and your fondness for the last stanza.

At times, I find myself wishing for the existence of the-fabled unicorn....they are indeed such beautiful creatures and bring to mind a healing magic

Crafting "your kind of comfort" is the first time I have tackled the issue of, living with chronic pain, in a poem.
Pain-related challenges are immediate and the struggles begin the moment a person opens his/her eyes.
I understand those struggles and the enormity of the effort required to face each day with goals.
Some days we achieve our goals plus a little extra.
Those are the good days.
Some days we find ourselves blindsided by physical fatigue and flagging energies before mid-afternoon.
Those are the discouraging days.
When everyone of our internal resources seems too distant to tap into and pain is a reality too harsh and unrelenting to ignore, we look to the ones who love us for another kind of comfort.

As extraordinarily tough as it is for the patient, we need to be mindful of the emotional suffering that is experienced by the ones who love us.
As our primary caregivers and often as our very best friends, they go through plenty of moments of dashed-hopes, energy-zapping physical and emotional exhaustion, and their own tears, they rarely allow us to see.

I wrote " your kind of comfort" for those who live with chronic pain and for the ones who love them.

Thank you for loving this one!

Peace,
Jill
-:)

Comment from amahra

Excellent

Oh I've always wished that unicorns had once existed. They are such beautiful creatures. I loved the poem and thought it was very beautifully written.

 Comment Written 03-May-2013

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reply by the author on 05-May-2013

Hi Amahra,

Thank you for your generous, insightful and elegantly-penned impressions of my poem " your kind of comfort".
I too find myself wishing for the existence of the-fabled unicorn....they are indeed such beautiful creatures and bring to mind a healing magic

Crafting "your kind of comfort" is the first time I have tackled the issue of, living with chronic pain, in a poem.
Pain-related challenges are immediate and the struggles begin the moment a person opens his/her eyes.
I understand those struggles and the enormity of the effort required to face each day with goals.
Some days we achieve our goals plus a little extra.
Those are the good days.
Some days we find ourselves blindsided by physical fatigue and flagging energies before mid-afternoon.
Those are the discouraging days.
When everyone of our internal resources seems too distant to tap into and pain is a reality too harsh and unrelenting to ignore, we look to the ones who love us for another kind of comfort.

As extraordinarily tough as it is for the patient, we need to be mindful of the emotional suffering that is experienced by the ones who love us.
As our primary caregivers and often as our very best friends, they go through plenty of moments of dashed-hopes, energy-zapping physical and emotional exhaustion, and their own tears, they rarely allow us to see.

I wrote " your kind of comfort" for those who live with chronic pain and for the ones who love them.

Thank you for loving this one!

Peace,
Jill
-:)

reply by amahra on 05-May-2013

You are more than welcome my dear. I wish I could get away from fiction and write more of real life, like you do. But ever since I was a child, I've had this imagination. I guess it may have started from my abusive childhood. Kids are forced into a world of fantasy so they can cop with a harsh reality. I guess I my mind never grew up. Smile!

Comment from Alcreator Litt Dear

Excellent

Man does not want to continue feeling pains at any cost, happiness is the only goal of living, one who can escape pain and enjoys happiness nothing like that, poet imagines and expresses so, road to bliss, I liked. 15/502

 Comment Written 02-May-2013

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reply by the author on 05-May-2013

Good afternoon Alcreator Litt Dear,

Thank you for your generous, insightful and elegantly-penned impressions of my poem " your kind of comfort"

Crafting "your kind of comfort" is the first time I have tackled the issue of, living with chronic pain, in a poem.
Pain-related challenges are immediate and the struggles begin the moment a person opens his/her eyes.
I understand those struggles and the enormity of the effort required to face each day with goals.
Some days we achieve our goals plus a little extra.
Those are the good days.
Some days we find ourselves blindsided by physical fatigue and flagging energies before mid-afternoon.
Those are the discouraging days.
When everyone of our internal resources seems too distant to tap into and pain is a reality too harsh and unrelenting to ignore, we look to the ones who love us for another kind of comfort.

As extraordinarily tough as it is for the patient, we need to be mindful of the emotional suffering that is experienced by the ones who love us.
As our primary caregivers and often as our very best friends, they go through plenty of moments of dashed-hopes, energy-zapping physical and emotional exhaustion, and their own tears, they rarely allow us to see.

I wrote " your kind of comfort" for those who live with chronic pain and for the ones who love them.

Thank you for embracing this one!

Peace,
Jill
-:)

Comment from L. Sherman

Excellent

A pain, that deep and horrible agony. I love the repetition of 'your kind of comfort' and how there's a little humor in the notion of bad singing. It gives an imperfect note to the poem and really capitalizes on the humanity, which makes this even more emotionally charged. Nicely done.

 Comment Written 02-May-2013

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reply by the author on 05-May-2013

Hello L. Sherman,

Thank you for your generous, insightful and elegantly-penned impressions of my poem " your kind of comfort".
I appreciate that you addressed specifics such as the emotional climate, word choices, my attempt at softening of poem's tone with the " you are my sunshine" singing reference and the narrator's plea for comfort, in a refrain.

Crafting "your kind of comfort" is the first time I have tackled the issue of, living with chronic pain, in a poem.
Pain challenges are immediate and the struggles begin the moment a person opens his/her eyes.
I understand those struggles and the enormity of the effort required to face each day with goals.
Some days we achieve our goals plus a little extra.
Those are the good days.
Some days we find ourselves blindsided by physical fatigue and flagging energies before mid-afternoon.
Those are the discouraging days.
When everyone of our internal resources seems too distant to tap into and pain is a reality too harsh and unrelenting to ignore, we look to the ones who love us for another kind of comfort.

As extraordinarily tough as it is for the patient, we need to be mindful of the emotional suffering that is experienced by the ones who love us.
As our primary caregivers and often as our very best friends, they go through plenty of moments of dashed-hopes, energy-zapping physical and emotional exhaustion, and their own tears, they rarely allow us to see.

I wrote " your kind of comfort" for those who live with chronic pain and for the ones who love them.

Thank you for loving this one!

Peace,
Jill
-:)

Comment from nancy_e_davis

Excellent

Yes that would be a wonderful thing but only if it didn't cause the unicorn pain. LOL I wouldn't wish pain on anybody or anything. A very deep poem Jill. Well done. Nancy

 Comment Written 02-May-2013

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reply by the author on 05-May-2013

Hi Nancy,

Thank you for your remarkably tender and insightful and impressions of my poem " your kind of comfort".

Crafting "your kind of comfort" is the first time I have tackled the issue of, living with chronic pain, in a poem.
Pain-related challenges, as you are sadly-aware, are immediate and the struggles begin the moment a person opens his/her eyes.
I understand those struggles and the enormity of the effort required to face each day with goals.
Some days we achieve our goals plus a little extra.
Those are the good days.
Some days we find ourselves blindsided by physical fatigue and flagging energies before mid-afternoon.
Those are the discouraging days.
When everyone of our internal resources seems too distant to tap into and pain is a reality too harsh and unrelenting to ignore, we look to the ones who love us for another kind of comfort.

As extraordinarily tough as it is for the patient, we need to be mindful of the emotional suffering that is experienced by the ones who love us.
As our primary caregivers and often as our very best friends, they go through plenty of moments of dashed-hopes, energy-zapping physical and emotional exhaustion, and their own tears, they rarely allow us to see.

I wrote "your kind of comfort" for those who live with chronic pain and for the ones who love them.

Thank you for loving this one!

Peace,
Jill
-:)

Comment from 4tun81

Excellent

It is a terrible pain that can't stand the light of day and can't hide in the darkness. It's even worse when only one has the cure and that person that can't/won't provide it. (feeble rhyme not intended).

 Comment Written 02-May-2013

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reply by the author on 05-May-2013

Hi 4tun81,

Thank you for your remarkably insightful and elegantly-penned impressions of my poem "your kind of comfort".

Crafting "your kind of comfort" is the first time I have tackled the issue of, living with chronic pain, in a poem.
Pain-related challenges are immediate and the struggles begin the moment a person opens his/her eyes.
I understand those struggles and the enormity of the effort required to face each day with goals.
Some days we achieve our goals plus a little extra.
Those are the good days.
Some days we find ourselves blindsided by physical fatigue and flagging energies before mid-afternoon.
Those are the discouraging days.
When everyone of our internal resources seems too distant to tap into and pain is a reality too harsh and unrelenting to ignore, we look to the ones who love us for another kind of comfort.

As extraordinarily tough as it is for the patient, we need to be mindful of the emotional suffering that is experienced by the ones who love us.
As our primary caregivers and often as our very best friends, they go through plenty of moments of dashed-hopes, energy-zapping physical and emotional exhaustion, and their own tears, they rarely allow us to see.

I wrote " your kind of comfort" for those who live with chronic pain and for the ones who love them.

Thank you for absolutely " getting this one!

Peace,
Jill
-:)

Comment from emjaihammond

Excellent

This poem really touches me, it seems to speak directly to me today. I love when writing does that, even when we speak of pain. It causes one heart and mind to connect with another. Thank you for a moving read. I like this.

 Comment Written 02-May-2013

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reply by the author on 05-May-2013

Hi emjai,

Thank you for your generous, insightful and elegantly-penned impressions of my poem " your kind of comfort".
I appreciate that you addressed specifics such as the emotional climate, word choices and how reading it made you feel.

"your kind of comfort" is the first time I have tackled the issue of, living with chronic pain, in a poem.
Pain-related challenges are immediate and the struggles begin the moment a person opens his/her eyes.
I understand those struggles and the enormity of the effort required to face each day with goals.
Some days we achieve our goals plus a little extra.
Those are the good days.
Some days we find ourselves blindsided by physical fatigue and flagging energies before mid-afternoon.
Those are the discouraging days.
When everyone of our internal resources seems too distant to tap into and pain is a reality too harsh and unrelenting to ignore, we look to the ones who love us for another kind of comfort.

As extraordinarily tough as it is for the patient, we need to be mindful of the emotional suffering that is experienced by the ones who love us.
As our primary caregivers and often as our very best friends, they go through plenty of moments of dashed-hopes, energy-zapping physical and emotional exhaustion, and their own tears, they rarely allow us to see.

I wrote " your kind of comfort" for those who live with chronic pain and for the ones who love them.

Thank you for loving this one!

Peace,
Jill
-:)