This was beautiful and had me thinking of the sunsets I have seen here lately, there have been some gorgeous end of day scenes staring me in the face as I drive home from work. However...the final stanza of this thru me off a bit, though I can see some wanting nothing more than to ride off into the sunset but leaving family and friends behind. I guess so, just not me. Love the painting you did here with your words Chris.
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Thanks will. When I wrote this I had in mind refugees who will leave everything behind in search of .. read moreThanks will. When I wrote this I had in mind refugees who will leave everything behind in search of their dream. Could I do it? Never, but many do. Really appreciate your visit to this older poem out for an airing.
A stunning poem of reflection in a wooded setting with the sunset magical.....and being in quiet with a bird overhead now and then...time for peace and hope...hope for others in distress to have the same opportunity as we have.... most of the world is not as lucky as us...they struggle everyday and flop into their beds or on their straw mats...we are fortunate to be able to ponder the cosmos and wonder at our amazing nature. Lovely.
Best, B
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Betty your review warms me. Thank you so much for your kind words. Much appreciated.
1 Year Ago
You're we;come dear Chris, much appreciated!
Best, B
I enjoyed the read. The opening is one of beauty and grandeur. Sadly, today, even the once fertile soil of dreams has been poisoned. The home of hope for the world is becoming a prison for adulterated minds. The home of the brave and the land of the free is becoming the home of the frightened and the land of the oppressed. The great sadness in that is that it has become a self-fulfilling prophecy; they have played the victim so long that they now believe their role and have ignored their blessing so long it has become withdrawn. The abyss waits in all its self-created darkness.
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Dear Fabian, thank you so much for the read and for sharing your thoughts. Always love your reviews... read moreDear Fabian, thank you so much for the read and for sharing your thoughts. Always love your reviews.
This was beautiful and had me thinking of the sunsets I have seen here lately, there have been some gorgeous end of day scenes staring me in the face as I drive home from work. However...the final stanza of this thru me off a bit, though I can see some wanting nothing more than to ride off into the sunset but leaving family and friends behind. I guess so, just not me. Love the painting you did here with your words Chris.
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
1 Year Ago
Thanks will. When I wrote this I had in mind refugees who will leave everything behind in search of .. read moreThanks will. When I wrote this I had in mind refugees who will leave everything behind in search of their dream. Could I do it? Never, but many do. Really appreciate your visit to this older poem out for an airing.
This is overflowing with powerful & vivid imagery! This reminds me of how, when I get photos from a friend showing another's habitat being so very different from my own, it sparks something alive in me. It's like I remember new words & ideas & images to use in my writing, like I've been blasted from my typical scenarios, imagined in a cloak that matches my own habitat. I love how lively your imagery comes across! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
Posted 4 Years Ago
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4 Years Ago
Many thank yous Margie. Pick the right photo and you can become truly inspired. You know that too. H.. read moreMany thank yous Margie. Pick the right photo and you can become truly inspired. You know that too. Have a good weekend.
The title and the content both are very nice . ma'am the way you call sun as a jewel , It shows how much you respect the nature and gifts of nature . Imagination level is extreme . ma'am please go through my new poems 🙏🏻🙏🏻
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4 Years Ago
Thank you Anushka for your visit. I will return the favour later today. All good wishes. read moreThank you Anushka for your visit. I will return the favour later today. All good wishes.
This a beautiful and thoughtful poem on every creature on earth struggling to find its foothold, its rightful place under the sun. Some succeed, some don't. And for every success, there are a thousand failures. Such is nature and its ruthless game of choice. I sense a compassion in you, for those who are less fortunate than you in life and that's a quality way beyond beautiful in a human soul and that to me, made this poem so special.
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4 Years Ago
Dear Pestonjee, thank you so much for your thoughts here. Compassion costs nothing. I wish it would .. read moreDear Pestonjee, thank you so much for your thoughts here. Compassion costs nothing. I wish it would spread as speedily as that damn virus has. Hope all is OK with you and it's great to find you here.
Things are looking up in my city so there's something to smile about.
You're welcome Ms. Chr.. read moreThings are looking up in my city so there's something to smile about.
You're welcome Ms. Chris. It's such a pleasure of mine!
Breathtaking imagery.
Yes, they call out for freedom in troubled lands--even, here, in the United States, where
the socialist barbarians have--for far too long--been inside the gates.
Work to be admired, Christine.
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4 Years Ago
Many thanks Jimmy. Wherever we hail from there are always those who are far worse off. I count my bl.. read moreMany thanks Jimmy. Wherever we hail from there are always those who are far worse off. I count my blessings for what I have while remembering those who struggle with life.
This is one that should definitely be committed to oil and canvas. The first several verses are one beautiful word picture after another. Then suddenly the beauty of nature is counterbalanced by the awareness that there are many who may be looking at similar scenes, but with different outlooks. Many there are who suffer under totalitarianism, shortages and climatic disasters. Hopefully they will one day be able to gaze upon beautiful sunsets with the ability to appreciate them fully.
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4 Years Ago
Many thanks John for sharing your thoughts on this poem. They are delightful. All good wishes. .. read moreMany thanks John for sharing your thoughts on this poem. They are delightful. All good wishes.
Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..