. there's so much love in this heartsong that it's overwhelming ... the essential fragrance of love lingers in your words ... the narrator's voice is so amazingly magical and solace-filled ... that i can almost actually hear it ... exceptional work, dear poet ... you are perceptive, sensitive, ... and generous ...
This is a wonderful, creative, heartbreaking epilogue to the series, I am so glad you instructed us to read it first, although this stands alone as is, I am glad I read parts one and two first, exquisite imagery, emotion, and whimsy, written with such precise skill!
''Some oaths we just can't keep, it does not mean that love was not true.'' - How very striking this is, personal to me - as to others I would think. I can feel your warmth resonate through the words. Lovely.
. there's so much love in this heartsong that it's overwhelming ... the essential fragrance of love lingers in your words ... the narrator's voice is so amazingly magical and solace-filled ... that i can almost actually hear it ... exceptional work, dear poet ... you are perceptive, sensitive, ... and generous ...
This is beautiful and winsome, Mike. I truly enjoyed it, it's so thoughtful and caring. I wish your willow wasn't withering to decay, but maybe your warm, positive light can help heal her. As always, your extraordinary gift of writing flatters and humbles me. Keep writing your decadent musings.
For we have thought the larger thoughts
And gone the shorter way.
And we have danced to devil's tunes,
Shivering home to pray;
To serve one master in the night,
Another in the day.
..I do love.. more..