~Gentle Quiver

on my mind...

...and then I paused in the moment 

                          to devour the thought

Reviews

[Jack...]

I simply love how you do love, or at least love of before, in this case. Your words always have a certain silkiness to them, smoothly flowing across our eyes in alluring and sensuous stanzas. It is really hard for me to put my finger on the correct words to describe your style of writing except to say...this is definitely a Frieda. Amazing my friend.

[Frieda P]

Awh Jack, you always give me a swelled head, I had to giggle at a Frieda, sounds like something you might order off an Italiano menu....did you order the afrieda? Lol...I'm being silly now, no sleep will do that to you, what I meant to say was grazie mille my dear friend! x

[Opeyemi Jide-Ojo]

i agree with Jack; i can't exactly say how you write. i guess magical would suffice

[lee von cleef]

I am going to have to adjust my reading times,Your poems send me off spinning and not much gets done, but the words are true.

[Corset]

My favorite of yours Pickle, it doesn't get any better than this.

[Mark]

Wow this is one of your best imo. So softly sad and yet sweet. Very nice.

[Tai Ryens]

Not with a bang but dissipating as a quiver.. How peaceful to submit to the end so peacefully. I liked this.

[Leslie Philibert]

well presented, a nice mix of verse forms, this moves very well..

[Opeyemi Jide-Ojo]

you're magical with your words, and against all, you just can't help but love

[Rita L. Sev]

Memories of loves past can tug at our minds. That quiver - a perfect description of this feeling. This is an elegant poem, Frieda.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Frieda, I must confess... I'm tearing up right now... why did you have to go and tug at my heart like this!

This is a tender and painful piece... letting go of what could have been...
I felt this to the core...it reminds me of a past lover, I think about during quiet moments...
To this day he still has a hold of me that I cannot explain....the chapter is closed, but I still peer into it every once in awhile... (sigh)

A beautiful display of yearning.~xoxo~

[David Scott]

When we are perceptive to the gentle stirrings in our spirit, we will know the fullest expressions of our being. In this state of mind, the universe only needs to whisper to get our attention.
I heard this loud and clear and I felt my own quiver of emotion.
Beautiful.

[Michael G. Smith]

Wow, who are you thinking about here? Makes me ponder poems. Why do we never try to retrieve that past love we so fantasize about? The memories more sweeter than the reality? Every lost love an newer opportunity to find more perfection right? Because we deserve to be loved fully.