The beauty of this poem is touching the heart, the mind, and the soul; yours, and your audience. Each couplet expresses emotion, the whole echoes a silent cry expressly withheld. A song of strength through sadness . . . .a difficult concept to grasp, yet here lovingly revealed. For me, this is your poetry - the why and wherefore of your art.
The photo is lovely and familiar; not quite s nice as the one I first saw. I knew you owned a red beret. :) Did your region get any snow for Christmas? The weather radar indicated that you may have. I sometimes miss the magic of snowflakes around Christmas. Again, congratulations on 'we don't'
thank you... i always seem to make them short and ornery.... this one came out all at once. the photo is a found photo...we got about two days of snow, and then a beautiful rainbow melting of a leaving. just enough not to cause a bother!
The beauty of this poem is touching the heart, the mind, and the soul; yours, and your audience. Each couplet expresses emotion, the whole echoes a silent cry expressly withheld. A song of strength through sadness . . . .a difficult concept to grasp, yet here lovingly revealed. For me, this is your poetry - the why and wherefore of your art.
ReplyDeleteThe photo is lovely and familiar; not quite s nice as the one I first saw. I knew you owned a red beret. :) Did your region get any snow for Christmas? The weather radar indicated that you may have. I sometimes miss the magic of snowflakes around Christmas. Again, congratulations on 'we don't'
thank you... i always seem to make them short and ornery.... this one came out all at once. the photo is a found photo...we got about two days of snow, and then a beautiful rainbow melting of a leaving. just enough not to cause a bother!
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