OMG! just saw your poem, i've just finished writing one about snowdrops. you're very good on metaphors.
i don't think they grow here naturally, only in pots, probably much better where it's a bit cooler like in tasmania.
will publish mine in a day or two when I get the images just how I want them to be.
cheerio carola
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2 Years Ago
Thank you Carola. Have just paid your snowdrop poem a visit. Absolutely exquisite. You have done the.. read moreThank you Carola. Have just paid your snowdrop poem a visit. Absolutely exquisite. You have done the little snowdrop proud.
this so beautifully and delicately speaks volumes directly to the soul in a different realm. i felt this deeply as i read. love your "snowdrops" as they melted me inside. a blessed tribute. sad and touching but not a bad way to start my day ... :)
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2 Years Ago
Thank you dear Pete for your thiughts. Will.pay you a visit later today.
Gentle words, beautiful imagery, serene thoughts. I love it. You add so much positivity to our lives. You enrich our souls to feel, see and taste the beautiful things all around us even the minute ones.
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2 Years Ago
You are such a kind, thoughtful soul. Bless your warm heart Sami.
(a breath from nowhere as a birch tree's tangled tresses bow in silent serenity i felt your presence) Beautiful! I have felt 'his' presence as well. ~Sharon
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2 Years Ago
And it is a comfort when that happens Sharon. Yes, it is a blessing. Thank you dear Sharon for graci.. read moreAnd it is a comfort when that happens Sharon. Yes, it is a blessing. Thank you dear Sharon for gracing my page with your thoughts. You are appreciated.
I enjoyed the calm and serenity (the gentle presence of the person you missed) in your poem.
I like the way you personify the winter garden, the tree branches, and the snowdrops,
and your very direct and powerful confession in the last line: I miss you.
So, I feel your very strong urge to address this poem directly to the person you miss, and how desperate you are.
And a strong contrast between your strong feelings and the calm and serene before the last line.
Your poem, in some way, reminds me of a very short one I wrote before, in that the surrounding is
a calm and serene one:
My life companion
I slow down every move I make
I feel like time’s by my side
My eyes blink to the flow of time
My heart beats in one accord
I let time pass
And stroke me on my cheeks
Soft like a gentle breeze
It is with me all the time
It has stayed all the time
My life companion
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2 Years Ago
Your beautiful and thoughtful review Louisa, certainly picks up on my current emotions. I have recen.. read moreYour beautiful and thoughtful review Louisa, certainly picks up on my current emotions. I have recently lost my mum. She was always a serene and calming presence before her long illness. Yes I miss her, but I have missed the person she was for eight years. Your own poem a pleasure to read. Thank you for sharing.
Chris
2 Years Ago
I see Chris.
You have my thoughts and wishes.
It's perfectly okay to live with fond me.. read moreI see Chris.
You have my thoughts and wishes.
It's perfectly okay to live with fond memories and consider that she's still around...why not? Who knows if she's not still around... Sometimes, the invisible makes us happier than the visible, I guess?
(I still consider my papa and my puppy to be with me all the time. Their love transcends time and physical existence, I choose to believe as a way of self-consolation.)
Very pleased to be your friend.
A feeling of peacefulness in your words here Chris,
Kind regards
Lathe
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2 Years Ago
Thank you Lathe. You certainly picked up on my intentions with this piece. Have a lovely Sunday. read moreThank you Lathe. You certainly picked up on my intentions with this piece. Have a lovely Sunday.
aww, i share this sentiment. I was in college, alone, scared, when a boy said my name. I looked up fearfully, to find him smiling at me...:D great read!
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2 Years Ago
Really pleased you shared where my poem took you. Glad this memory came back to you. Thank you for a.. read moreReally pleased you shared where my poem took you. Glad this memory came back to you. Thank you for a second review. I appreciate that.
Chris
2 Years Ago
most welcome, Chris, :D I truly enjoyed it, I get a kick out of it, :D
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..