I finally got sound at the public terminal (headphones) This poem is beautiful, and it soulnds as if you're writing either to your soul mate or to God (or both, I guess). As in all poems, the last line makes or breaks it, and "you turn the pages of my soul"; that one can steal breath from the most passionate of poets. Also, I can tell you weren't lying when your profile said you were from Georgia--your southern accent rings through giving excellent inflections to the verses.
[I have to be really careful how I review any lady's writing, in case a suspicious, jealous husband or boyfriend happens to read it, ya know? I've already gotten into several dangerous situations with that stuff in my own town]
Anyway, this poem is a sweet testament to the gentleness of love and friendship.
An excersize of eloquence The importance of abstract attention and detail. As the imagination sees so go the words we speak.
The toohbrush and the wheel
Wonderful .. truly! Listened three times to hear every word, maybe a little fast for me - but then, I like to savour phrase. But, Neva. hearing your voice brings the person as well as the words nearer and that's what language is supposed to do.
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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My latest book - Mailing Letters to the Moon
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