A Driftwood I'M Comments

A drifting style of narration here...drifting smooth no blocks or stops any where in the midst...journey of life figuratively poetized...10/10

Dont we all feel like driftwood at one time or another? How merciful is God to make us into something new. A new creation.

Greatness of God's creation, I see beautifully brought out!

I'm a broken, dropout, driftwood. For any use, I feel, I'm no good. I was, once, part of my mother-tree, But I'm a fallen branch, now born free.......... Free to impersonal traverse the world Free to go where time does lead Free to leave little twigs of thought But I am a fallen branch, now born free..... to.poetry my self dedicate! ! .................lovely your verse

I am very curious as to how old you were when you wrote this work...though, as all can see...it is a timeless work. The narrative poems, with their alliteration, consonation, you have absolutely no problems with at all. Whereas I sometimes plague my poems with too many meanings, you tell the story cleanly and, again, timelessly. Very good.

'A tiny atom also has a role to play And it has a place in the world to stay. So, give every little thing its due importance And allow it to have its own chance.' How true that is! ! How people can grow if they are seen...Thank you for a beautiful poem-Pia

Your style of writing is unique. I like this poem Anjana

i, like the limb, am scared of change, and of leaving all that is familiar, but i know that God will help me through it, and save me, just like the driftwood. thank you.

A great pastoral symphony of words.

Dear Rajaram, Your poetry has wit, wisdom, charm and warmth. You are a keen observer of life. I appreciate your work. Thank you for liking my poem, 'Something So Fine'. I treasure your comment.Regards, Sandra Fowler

Wonderful story and great message Rajaram. Sincerely, Mary