You whispered so gently when you tucked violets behind my ear as we writhe on a bed of windswept poppy petals, the earth moved the sun shone on your face whilst the moon dipped in our sighs,
that was the last time I felt your warmth aside me yet in the stirring chill of unfurled dark November mornings, I can still smell the wafting scent of wildflowers in my hair
You need to put inserts into fantasy stories. I love the pieces you write like this. It's so pretty. I can't even find the right word for it. You're one of the few people on here that can always put out the emotions and scenery into your work, making it shine bright and clear to anyone who reads.
As always, you portray the longing for someone (or something) quite flawlessly and with divine simplicity: that it was there once and isn't coming back.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
Thanks for your gracious review Tai, always love hearing your thoughts.
Sensual and beautiful, yet another pristine garden from the landscape of your poetry, dear Frieda.
Should I lose all memory today, I pray at least these words would stay.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
What a wonderfully sweet thing to say Misery, grazie mille my sweet friend.
Wow, I really enjoyed this poem a lot. Not only was the sensory detail there, but I also liked the concept of how a person carries a part of the past with them--like the scent in one's hair. Great write.
Oh I have missed reading your fine words Frieda! You have such a way that brings out so many emotions when I read your poems, soft, sad, strong, gutsy, gorgeous. You do them all with such style!
This makes me miss summer and yearn for spring already. Is there anything better than love outside, when nature seems to suit itself to our liking? Beautiful, wistful poem.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
Thanks so much Epi, greatly appreciate your thoughts here.
If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..