Very nice. I love the dreamy images you guys elicit here. As I read this collaborative poem; knowing yer voice, I was unable to detect when you were speaking. I suspect:
"God's thoughts whisper into the fertile blue
the gentle murmur of spring breezes,
a walk through thawed leaves inspires a dance..."
...is you. I agree with Phibby, the pace is gentle, and soft is the tone. The strength of this work for me is the dreamlike quality that these quiet-sounding verses produce within me.
The ending is nice also, but what do those 'lids' cover and what is their significance? The title is curious also.
Beautiful, truly.. the words just flow and flow like a clear stream.. not meaning to be even vaguely poetic but truthful.. there 's a purity and sincerity- and not a word out of place. Your combined world is just ripe with beautiy and wonder - as if you're both looking at it with fresh eyes, understanding and vitally - sharing.
Serenity permeates through the pores breathed through this poem. The world is beautiful and so is life even when it hurts. Thank you for sharing this poetry :)
Absolutely beautiful! So many lines that capture me, you and your Gentleman write very well together, I love it , it makes me feel peaceful and light, so many beautiful lines, I love it!
What I really enjoyed here is not only the beauty of the language, but the way you change the spacing in the middle part of the poem, and so alter the tempo. This slow quick slow structure fits exactly the content.These are the kinds of things only accomplished poets know and use.And the vintage suitcase ! I can see it,with a lot of stickers, battered, full of memories ! Great !
. oh ... this is so lovely ... absolutely breathtakingly beautiful ... in a voice so earnest, so charming, and so adorable ... i just love all the images from the magical mention of the sky to the "vintage suitcase" ... every image is just so ravishing ... stunning work, both of you ... i look forward to reading many more collaborations ... i'm sure they'd be simply awesome ... :) ...
this is lovely sweetness. there are so many lines that swim with liquid beauty; they flow and undulate throughout the poem in just the right place.
"God's thoughts whisper into the fertile blue "- this is perfect and I love the forthright meaning of this "no longer the need to beat at words with hammers
to fit them into that perfect circle. "
WELL DONE!
Wow. I fall in love with poetry again with this one. I really owe you my thanks! And if i could see through your eyes, I'd write until it becomes a criminal offense to do so. lol!
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..