To a poet of India for his warmth which can never be outdated
'With warmth for your severe winter', you said.
And every snowflake from my landscape fled.
I felt the sun from half a world away
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This is another level of poetry these words are soft as the air
warmth and admiration shown in beautiful words...lovley mam
Such beauty Sandra, words flow in warmth and love as can only be associated with you - thank you for this read
what a beautiful explanation for a poet: songsmith..... Sandraji, you are real wordsmith..........great.......
This poem bear a real aura of pure light! I agree with Alison, it reminds of the works of Antonio Vivaldi, its flow and perfection of musical phrases composed. Best wishes. A.
this is beautiful Sandra, and I'm sure the fire will forever burn....
You write so well, I bow before you. Simply beautiful. Another 10 here. Jim
friendship, warmth, and mutual respect- no wonder snowflakes disappeared... a connection as deep as that is the longing of every heart- and the whole cosmos rejoices... as Always Sandra, i am overcome with serenity. warm regards Mamta
I admire you for holding those 'oriental candles' in such a high esteem. Those candles give an aura around your face I know not where. And to say least… the aura of yours this poem is really mesmerizing... A ten from half a day's distance please...
Uhm... I felt a bit... uhm... left out on what really is the feeling behind the words ;) However in totality, it sends the message quite clearly 'to whom it may concern' :) Well said, Sandra :) With regards, Daffodil
Sandra, your poetry is as recognizable as the music of Vivaldi - and just as joyous and perfectly composed. This one in particular touched me deeply. Such a simple sentence, 'with warmth for your severe winter', has triggered a flood of beautiful words. Superb. love, Allie xxxx
Poignant, touching, and oh so true, Sandra. Nothing is ever destroyed...and that is the comfort, however small, we take from this misty world of fleeting moments and phrases. Beautiful, simply beautiful. xxElysabeth
Yet somewhere our cosmos is burning bright, Like Oriental candles against night. Delicately enchanting. Take care
Yet somewhere our cosmos is burning bright, Like Oriental candles against night. Delicately enchanting. Take care
how clever you are, what a beautiful poem, what a wonderful strong bond, such romance brings a tear to the eye. well done you x.
'I felt the sun from half a world away.....' and I feel the depth of sentiment that is portrayed here. Wonderful to read such powerful imagery..beautiful Bob
And as the cosmos is burning away bright Your poems reach us with a divine light Wonderful words, Sandra Love...TO
dear sandraji without love, there is no meaning for remebrance without remembrance, there is no sweetness for love................ O songsmith...hats off...............