Thursday, May 8, 2008

A Beach, Lake, And Owl Comments

Rating: 3.2

Sun soaked revelations
on a patio deck.

I had long forgotten
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Coach Roth 16 May 2008

A winding journey through your life both real and metaphorical...good write...Coach

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Loyd C Taylor Sr 12 May 2008

Hello DAvid. A delight poem of memory of some good times and wisdom. I play the guitar as well, self taught. Thanks, LC Taylor

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R H 10 May 2008

oops - meant to type reflection!

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R H 10 May 2008

This is a truly wonderful piece of relection David, the clarity of thought takes the reader deep into the heart of the poet as an array of visual milestones are brought to the fore like the 'unending tide of water in motion' you describe. An ebb and flow of firsts and lasts, things that have come and gone and 'began again'...whilst all the while grounding your very existance. A mature and revealing composition with an almost meditative feel. Love it. j x

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Paul Butters 10 May 2008

Great poem. One of my favourites. Plenty to ponder, with another glass of wine! Cheers. Paul.

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Anita Atina 10 May 2008

Wonderful writing David.

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Alison Cassidy 09 May 2008

David, you have such poetic maturity for your age - this poem might well have been written by someone in their autumn years, not one still savoring the delights of their twenties. Your story is a series of snapshots, as if the reader were flicking through the pages of your family album. The images are clear and precise and there is a warmth in the telling which is most compelling. A most attractive poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Jurietta Duraan 08 May 2008

Absolutely stunning, David... no memory is ever lost, whether it be good or bad and all of them shape who we have become... I think your aunt would be mighty proud today.... Yuri*

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Abha Sharma 08 May 2008

the memories of childhood...the wisdom showered by the elders..all is recalled time to time, they are engraved in us and help in our survival...good expression... **Abha**

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Janice Windle 08 May 2008

Hard to say anything new about this poem - you have a clear voice, and it's a lovely, fresh, imaginative statement that reminds older people like me that nostalgia doesn't belong just to us - time is moving on for the young as well. And you capture that feeling of transition between home and childhood and independence, too - now I remember it like yesterday, having read you reverie on it.

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~ Jon London ~ 08 May 2008

Stunningly beautiful my friend, such amazing visual imagery, soft textures all wrapped up in powerful write...Your work is of genius, do you do poetry at Mensa? Fabulous piece.10/10 best wishes Jon

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I agree with what H says, bar one thing; to me the 'feel' of this is the increasingly recognisable David Desantis. (That was quite some compliment BTW :) ) . t x

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Original Unknown Girl 08 May 2008

Wow, your work just gets better and better! Absolutely love this. Has a Mark Twain feel to it (to me anyway) Great work David. HG: -) xx

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