To My Friends by ShyHeart

A friend's pain, is my pain
A friend's tears, are my tears

But a broken heart can not be shared
So, I give my patience to this friend

Until I'm needed one again
This I do for all my friends

Seizure (65.164.72.2) -- Monday, February 3 2003, 08:06 pm

bravo
explained me pretty well there too... good job.

Martin Vann (67.75.180.121) -- Tuesday, February 4 2003, 09:30 pm

Thanks Seizure, your are one complex...,
person. I feel you like simplicity, yet you go far above the simple and mundane, almost complex I think, that is until, I read your work again. Must be me, for I appreciate all your work and enjoy some of it. I consider you a poetic friend. You can teach and from your non-poetic honesty, I am learning to speak english. Well, sometimes.

Thanks Seizure. Curious, how did you come by the signature of Seizure? I'm just an old country boy named Martin and was just wondering. Are you subject to heart attacks? No pun intended, I have them all the time, its my pen that brings me through.

Martin

Capricorn (62.30.217.106) -- Wednesday, February 5 2003, 05:14 pm

Compasssion
Ilove this poem, it shows so much compassion. A true friend!

KEYONNA FERRELL (165.247.97.80) -- Thursday, February 6 2003, 01:04 am

EXCELLENT WORK
YOUR WORK SHOWS EMOTION AND HEARTFELTNESS

Shelly (199.216.176.5) -- Thursday, February 6 2003, 08:23 pm

Truth
Your poem show totaly honest and truth. There is no other way to sum up true frienship but in the 6 lines that you have shared. Simple but so deep i like it!

Seizure (68.154.9.85) -- Friday, February 7 2003, 01:21 am

2 Martin
Yeah, I'm a brutally honest person. I enjoy complexity when the situation calls for it. (eg, when I want to think). Usually, especially in my work, I want to make sure everyone knows exactly what the message being portrayed is. I'm self consious about my message being misinterpreted and personally feel that would be my effort in vain. But you know how that works...

You were curious as to how I came by the name, "Seizure." It's simple really... I have so many "disorders" I guess you could say (ranging from clinical depression, obsessive compulsive disorder, psychotic episodes, bi-polar disorder, and acute personality disorder to name a few). When I get really pissed off, my muscles tighen up. During this period, if I don't act on it, my body seemingly convulses. One of my "then friends" mocked me by calling me Seizure. The name just stuck.

Martin (63.208.42.119) -- Friday, February 7 2003, 02:13 am

2 Seizure
Being mocked is one thing, but being mocked by your friends is something special! Okay, for those outside eyes, I am not mocking my "friend" seizure, his friends are real and obviously, just honest, nothing brutal, just honest.

I had a friend in Nam who lost both his legs and we loved him a lot. Now, guess what he said when we had a chance to visit him back in Phu Bai? He said, "hey guys, damn it, please don't call me Thump Thump and we laughed our butts off!!!! He was our squad leader, he never made it home.

Point, I respect you Seizure and I admire your work, hell, I don't have to understand every B/S/F/ word, but I can appreciate the meaning and the feeling, sometimes cold, sometimes hard, but always F real. Seiz, that's my name for you as I consider you a friend now, though others may think I'm ROY re-incarnated, who ever the hell he was I/m not. I'm me and I respect you Seiz.

Actully, I have written a poem called, "Courage Of The Poet's Pen," you and Mark Spencer were the inspiration for this work. I'll explain it in more detail when Becky gets it posted.

Point, If I didn't respect your work Seiz I damn sure would not admit that you were an inspiration for one of my presentations. Actually, I don't care a lot about what others think when I comment on your work the way I do. However, I will say, Seiz, you have a following, and by God, they are very protective of you! So, how do you feel now, you rude and crude abuser of words who dares to call himself a poet. (that should stoke some fires right Siez?)

Respectfully,

Martin Vann

Seizure (68.154.9.85) -- Friday, February 7 2003, 09:48 am

Martin, Martin, Martin...
Who said you were Roy re-incarnated? You have not yet threatened me in any way, shape, or form (or any other poet for that matter). You did not resort to petty name calling when I said something you didn't like. I'm sure I've said plenty you've hated, but you have never dissed me for my personal views and beliefs as far as I know.

I'll be sure to check out "Courage of the Poet's Pen" when it posts. I'll leave further feedback there.

Lori Ann Day (198.81.26.167) -- Saturday, February 22 2003, 11:51 am

Martin, you sound like you are wonderful, being there for all your friends. Just don't let them use you for a crutch. I learned that it was good to be there if I could make a positive difference without having all my energy sucked dry, but if it ever becomes destructive to you, and you find that you can make no difference, walk away.

Lora (206.114.36.131) -- Thursday, March 20 2003, 07:58 pm

Hi
I like your poems . They have a lot of meaning and emotions . (snip)

barb (66.46.230.43) -- Friday, March 19 2004, 01:01 am

just right
This is a beautiful poem Martin and short, that way I can remember what I read :)lol

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